Two years ago my world was turned upside down. I lost my best friend, my husband, my partner in all things. My world came crashing down,...

I woke early on a spring Saturday morning to Colin walking into my room with a look of deep concern on his face, “Mom, Peaches is hurt!”...

I wish I would have been told that I will be ok, but it will take time. The intense pain of the early days and weeks does not continue...

When you haven't been through grief before, it's hard to know what it is. People kept telling me that grief is something you take with...

I woke up today with the daily disbelief that this was my life, wondering how I got here. Somehow the message came to me: my husband...

Jealousy is one of the few negative feelings not frequently discussed in the grieving process, but it’s there. It’s in the life I...

Recovering from suicide loss is like a real life game of Chutes and Ladders. You move forward, generally slowly, one step at a time...

Today for the first time when I looked at the collage, did it dawn on me that this is no loner my life. This was my life. The goal is...

Andy will never live to see his daughter enter double digits, won’t live to see her turn 10. He won’t see Colin officially turn into a...

One week after Andy died I began to feel weakness and numbing in my legs. At times, I felt like my knees might buckle and I might...

One week after Andy died, there were so many gaps to fill and pieces to pick up. The puzzle of his life, and mine, were formulating from...

I spent the day after my husband Andy died in what I loving refer to as “the nest”, otherwise known as my parent’s house, where I spent...

I became a widow at the young age of 43. After 13 years of fighting hard to escape severe depression, my husband, Andy, let his light...