Church“New Traditions,” is something a friend said multiple times as it was nearing the holidays the first year after Phil passed. Of course his absence was felt no matter what I was doing and who I was with but thinking of new traditions helped change my focus. Read the rest of this entry »


“It’s been twenty-two months for me,” she said.

Death leaves a heartache quoteWe had just disembarked from our cruise ship and were waiting for the train excursion to board when I began talking to the woman beside me. She was petite, attractive and beautifully dressed. Her hair was ‘fixed’ as we say in the South and her makeup skillfully applied. Although we were Read the rest of this entry »

Yesterday was a rainy Sunday. I thought of Phil and how we used to spend rainy Sundays. Read the rest of this entry »

Well, actually it was three widows in a cafeteria but you get the point.

View from the table

View from the table

Recently while attending a conference onboard an Alaskan cruise I was looking for a seat in the casual dining room of the Lido deck. I saw a couple middle-aged ladies at a table for four and asked if I could join them. They welcomed me to their table and we began chatting. Read the rest of this entry »

CloudsThe line from the 1970’s song, “Signs” by the Five Man Electrical Band pops into my mind. In the first year after Phil’s passing Read the rest of this entry »

Today, June 23rd is designated by the United Nations as International Widows Day. As a widow and writer I did a little research to see why we need an international day Read the rest of this entry »

Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg wrote openly in a Facebook post yesterday about her grief inSheryl Sandberg the loss of her husband, Dave Goldberg, CEO of SurveyMonkey. It’s been 30 days since his passing. Today marks the six-year anniversary of my own husband’s death. Read the rest of this entry »

Sacred Ground


Sun breaking through cloudsToday a friend emailed asking for prayer for her neighbor who has been given only weeks to live since the MRI showed her cancer has spread. She has a Glioblastoma multiforme brain tumor, stage 4, the same thing that killed my husband. That took me back to my husband’s final weeks. Read the rest of this entry »

Listening to Bruno Mars sing about the “same bed” feeling a “little bit bigger now” and the heart breaking a little “every time I hear your name” I think about my first Valentine’s Day as a widow. Read the rest of this entry »

Myra and Cynthia Camilleri in Yellowstone National Park

Myra and Cynthia Camilleri in Yellowstone National Park

About three months after Phil had been diagnosed with a GBM brain tumor I got an email from a woman named Cynthia. She told me that she was a friend-of-a-friend and had heard about Phil’s diagnosis. Her husband had recently been diagnosed with the same thing and she wondered if we could talk. Of course! We exchanged phone numbers and planned a time for a call. Read the rest of this entry »