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Birthday Season-I’m Here for It
After my husband Chuck passed away, now so many years ago, I was sure that I would never celebrate anything ever again. I knew that
December 8, 2022
After my husband Chuck passed away, now so many years ago, I was sure that I would never celebrate anything ever again. I knew that
My Nana—my maternal grandmother—was a major influence in my life. When I was a little girl, I spent a great deal of time with her,
One quiet afternoon, as the sun began to soften and the day slipped gently toward evening, I came home and settled into my usual routine.
The Christmas season has always been my favorite. Growing up Catholic and attending Catholic school, this time of year arrived wrapped in anticipation, reverence, and
Recently, my brother and I were reminiscing about our childhood. As my brother looked into my linen closet, which I’d organized a few weeks before
Central Park’s Bow Bridge symbolizes so many things to me. It reminds me of my late husband’s love for Central Park and how he used
When I was in the tunnel of grief, as I refer to my long period of mourning, there was the chatter of the outside world
About a year or so before my husband fell ill with pancreatic cancer, I was beginning to feel rumblings of discontent in my spirit. I
When my husband Chuck was formally diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, back in early 2008, I was still working. There were no thoughts of retiring for
Many, many years ago I dated a guy who did not celebrate American holidays. It was just not his thing. He would celebrate birthdays because
Dealing with grief is tough. When someone loses a spouse or loved one, a numb feeling sets in and they are stunned and surprised that
Many years ago I had a friend who was just the epitome of the quintessential New York woman. She was attractive, smart, and stylish. Vanessa
When I was a young girl growing up in Brooklyn, New York, my father used to take me to Prospect Park all the time. Each
I often write about grieving and the feelings one can experience when they are in the throes of it. One can never know what it’s
In this month of love and romance I share these thoughts with you: I met my future husband to be in the summer of 1987.
When someone we know suffers a loss, it can be difficult to figure out just how to be there for that person.People want to acknowledge
When people come to my home, they always feels a sense of warmth and calm. In my bathroom, I have stenciled on a wall Live
I often write about the aftermath of grief. It is my own personal experience with this that inspired me to write Brave in A New
Anticipating the “first Christmas” without my husband produced a lot of anxiety within me. I remember doing last-minute errands on Christmas Eve, one
A few years ago, I was sitting in a neighborhood nail salon getting a manicure. The front of the salon has a huge window which
My late husband Chuck was a real pack rat. He kept many mementos from his early days in high school, college and business. He had
When someone loses a spouse there will soon come a time when they will need someone else to listen to them as they mourn, asking
Not long ago, I met a very lovely woman who enthusiastically shared her story of love lost and found again. She explained how her husband
The storms of life, they come and go. Sometimes they are few and far between and sometimes they are one right after the other. We
I believe that being a happy human is not so out of reach.My husband Chuck was a contented, balanced human being, however, I would never
Brave in a New World narrates the effects of the grieving process – a long and arduous course whereby the only one one who can get through it is the one who is left.
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