I was looking through my old journals hoping to find the details of a dream that I had shortly after Roy died. I have never forgotten this particular dream. In it, I am lying on my bed-it is nighttime. I am aware of the presence of a bright and illuminated being-he is floating above me…
In this next writing, I will begin to unpack what steps I took to create my new life and identity as a single woman. I remember reviewing Roy’s death certificate several months after his death. I noticed that it said he was married to me on the day of his death. Ironically, this is the same day…
In this next writing, I am continuing with the theme of letting go. During the initial months following Roy’s death, the focus was not only on saying goodbye to his personal effects, it was also about saying goodbye to his physical presence in my daily life. I needed to understand, without his presence, all of our…
A friend was telling me about a widower she has befriended whose wife of 25 years died four years ago. She noticed that his home looks like a shrine to his late wife. There are many photos placed in special spots throughout the house. They are platonic friends and she feels attracted to him. She…
This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comesas an unexpected visitor … Be grateful for whoever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond. Rumi When we have walked the path of grief for a long enough period of time, we…
I ended my last post with this thought: What I know now is that we do have a say in how our life is going to go. We can survive grief and hardship. We can learn how to thrive again. These are life transforming moments. If we bring all the transformational learning and teaching to…
This is a reposting of an article originally published in 2014. My late husband Roy died suddenly and unexpectedly on July 10, 2011. I will soon be arriving at the three year anniversary of his death. The journey of grief from that fateful day to today was filled with terrible emotional pain, severe depression, unending…
Like alot of people these days, I finally snapped. Last week my partner and I went to see the local holiday lights. He arrived at my home with car trouble and was understandably preoccupied with that. I suggested we take my car and he preferred to take his so he could spend some time listening to his…
It’s December 2021, which marks the 11th holiday season that I’ve experienced without my late husband. Fortunately, each season has gotten easier. It is possible to recreate a joy-filled and meaningful life in the aftermath of death, loss, and those horrific changes that life throws our way.As a retired mental health professional with close to…
Happy Birthday Whispers of Wisdom®. Today is your third anniversary of being launched! Wow… the time has gone quickly. When I wrote my first post in 2014, I was approaching the third anniversary of Roy’s death and thought I had “come through the grief” – which in a certain way I had. However, adding on…
