At certain points in my life, I wanted to have children with GR more than I wanted anything in the world. I pined for a family. Everywhere I went I only saw pregnant women. It was like I was starring in my own horror movie. Zombie pregnant women were always coming at me. It was …
Tag: widow
Dear Day-One-Widowed Me
I follow a few widow-related accounts on social media. The other day one of them posted a question to its followers. It said: “If you could go back and talk to your past self on day one of being widowed, what would you say?” What a good question, I thought, and kept thinking about it …
One year later
Today marks the day I survived one whole year of being a widow. I actually despise that word: “widow.” Not because I’m in denial that I fall 100% into the widow category, but more because it’s a label. And labels put people into boxes. I don’t want to be put into a box. I moved …
Why I (really, really) hate Home Depot now
I have always disliked The Home Depot. There’s nothing there for me. I don’t fix things, I don’t build things and I don’t like hot dogs. My late husband, however, fixed everything, built something new nearly every week and, until he became a vegetarian about five years before his death, loved a Home Depot hot …