Widow's Voice

Widowed and Healing

Becoming…

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There are qualities that I yearn to possess again.  Things both tangible and otherwise.  There are attributes both big and small that I miss about the woman I used to be.  Namely, I miss her joy.  I miss being joyful and joy filled.  I miss being completely enamoured with my life.  I miss being happy.  I miss feeling content.  I miss being at ease in my own life.

Mike brought to life all these things inside me; and, without him, I have not been able to successfully recreate any of this.  After nearly four years, I have been unable to find my place in the world without him.  I endlessly search for a sense of belonging.  I work tirelessly to reestablish a feeling of contentment and I have been largely unsuccessful.  All feelings of joy and peace that I have experienced since he died have been fleeting at best.  *Sigh.

Yes, I miss him, but it is more than just missing Mike now.  I miss what he brought to my life and who he brought out in me; and it bothers me that without him I seem unable to manufacture my own sense of happiness.  I miss all that I was when I was his.  I miss sharing my life with a man who utterly adored me.  I miss being wildly and madly in love.  I miss the all the richness Mike brought to my life.  I miss the woman I was when he walked the Earth by my side.  And, I hate that it is so ridiculously hard to live without some of the best things you ever had.  But, I am doing it because I was not given a choice.  We are all persisting and living forward because life demands that of us, but this sure is weighty stuff.

I Don’t Think I Could Stay

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Talking to someone who has lost a loved one isn’t the easiest situation. Many people get anxious, some shut down, some unintentionally say the wrong thing. I try to remember that they are hoping to meet me in a space of support by saying something and when that something comes out wrong (which it inevitably […]

Imaginary Tigers

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A metaphor that my counselor used once was the idea of going into the jungle and getting attacked by a tiger. And the next time you find yourself in a similar jungle, you are consumed by the fear of the tiger to the point of running away… when there was no tiger around for miles. In fact, you might even be in a jungle where tigers don’t even live, but you’re still standing there scared of a tiger. This is what trauma can do to us.

From “What’s wrong?” to “What’s possible?”

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Image by Leonardo Santamaria for NPR Confession: I have no idea where this piece of writing will go. Another confession: That happens quite often with these blogposts, though for sure much of my writing comes from a specific incident that has stood out during my week. Other times I latch onto a song, a poem, […]

Apologies

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I am writing this not just because I have not written for a few weeks. I am also writing it as a sort of apology.These last few weeks have been extremely challenging for me. As a solo parent, entrepreneur and widower, sometimes I feel like my “lives” clash, and managing them is messy… In general, I am doing reasonably well. In my business, I launched a program designed to help men (widowers especially) rediscover their purpose in life (post loss).

Future Gifts

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People will often ask how I’m able to keep going after such difficulties losing my father and than my partner within 10 months of each other. Well here is the secret… I just keep trying. Yup that’s it. I keep trying. That is the magical answer I have for you. Some days are fantastic and […]

Beginnings and Endings

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I can’t deny that really, since Drew died, life has just never gotten back to being “easy” or “effortless” in the way it was back before he died. Of course, I don’t ever remember anyone saying that life gets easier as you get older. Doesn’t seem like the way it ever goes… just that we get better at handling things over time. That doesn’t mean it isn’t just as beautiful when life is challenging, because it sure as hell is. It just isn’t as simple.

Do You Know or Do You Believe?

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We fall into our patterns and the longer we are in them the tighter they stick. It’s not necessarily a bad thing. Peppered into our day are all sorts of habits. It’s the repetition that provides us comfort. We say good night and close our eyes until the next day when the sun returns. The […]