Tag: widowhood
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Happy Place
As long as I can remember whenever I have found myself surrounded by trees and can no longer see the outside world I feel a sense of magic and tranquility. There is a local park that gets me very close to this happy place. I try to get there frequently–sometimes with the dog–sometimes not. There…
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The Angry Phase
They say anger is one of the stages of grief. I thought this had passed me by–but perhaps not. I know my mother definitely had a lot of misguided anger after my father passed away. My mom definitely wasn’t shy about dumping her anger on her kids. I’ve tried to be much more cautious about…
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Peeling Back The Layers
I’ve noticed when someone loses their significant other, you often see new layers to the person you had not noticed before. In the case of my mother, it changed how I understood her and our relationship together. Sometimes the changes are easy to notice. A person that never wore tie dye starts including tie dye…
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The Widows Club
Widowers are included in the club as well. I’m in my fifties, and I tend to know more women than men who are close to my age that I count as part of the widows club. No one wants to be in the widows club, of course. If you are closer to 80 though, it…
The Widow's Fables 