BEFORE THE NEXT STAGE It seems like yesterday that the doctor placed you in my arms and I fell in love. You were, and still are incredible. So tiny So innocent So perfect within your newness I didn’t know that less than three years from that moment, I would have to look in your sweet and beautiful blue eyes and …
TELL ME ABOUT MY DADDY…. “Mommy, tell me about my Daddy please.” She looked at me with her big blue eyes, and she didn’t falter. It was the evening of her eleventh birthday, and the first time in eight years she had ever asked me to sit down and tell her about her Father. We talk about him often; he …
Nearly three years ago I married my now husband Keith and added two amazing kids to my life. Keith, of course, added two kids to his life as well and we became a blended family of six. It’s complicated, as any mixed situation can be, with widowhood and divorce, but we opted to make the most of it and combine …
BROKEN MOMENTS Welcome to one of the days of the year where many feel the duality of life’s happiest and hardest moments in the deepest of ways. Mother’s Day is celebrated as a day to value mom’s around the world and honor all that they are, but for many men and women, it is a double edge sword of broken …
IMPERFECTLY PERFECT – A MOTHER’S DAY LETTER I originally wrote this as a “guest blog” piece for https://www.thedaddyletters.com and it is shared on that website as well. You can follow The Daddy Letters on Facebook and Instagram at https://www.facebook.com/TheDaddyLetters/?hc_ref=PAGES_TIMELINE&fref=nf Lach has created a beautiful blog and place to share his letters for his young children. Here is my contribution for Mother’s Day, 2017. …
I CAN’T FIX THIS My son was 13 months when he lost his father. He holds no memories of his daddy and never asks questions or brings him up. He is a happy, well-adjusted, smart, and lovable five years old. He just also happens to be a kid who’s dad died way too young. Truth be told, I don’t worry …
MEASURING THE PAIN…DEATH AND DIVORCE. Please stop….I beg of everyone. A few weeks after my late husband passed away was my first preview into the competitive world of, “what’s worse, death or divorce?” and it made me infuriated. Here I was, a newly grieving widow, dealing with the end of life stuff, shock, two tiny children and tons of grief …
BROWN EYED BOY My kids go to school about a mile from where my husband’s plane went down. It’s an excellent school with a fantastic reputation, but for a few moments after Addy got a spot on the waiting list I had reservations about going there simply due to proximity. The airport is a busy one with 2 flight schools …
THE FIRST HOLIDAY Thanksgiving – 6 weeks post loss How quickly life can become a blur, a complete and utter indiscernible mess of emotions, pain, and agony. Just 6 weeks prior I was a happily married mother of 2 coming home from a business trip looking to get healthy and drop some 50 odd pounds. 6 weeks later I’d become …