As I awoke early this morning…at 8:00 am…yes, at 8:00 am on a Sunday morning, I fluttered around the house. I went in the family room and opened the vertical blinds to let the beautiful sunshine in. And I turned…
I could have called this post, “New Beginnings.” Or, I could have called it “Little Bird Flies The Coop,” or maybe “The Empty Nest Has Arrived,” but, I thought that “Ready To Fly,” was the most appropriate. Yes, my son…
This week marks the eighth month mark…yes, it’s hard to believe that it has been eight months since my husband’s passing. I’ve had good days and not so good days. Some days I wish I could just talk to him…
I’m catching up on my reading this weekend and I just read about the demise of the Sigrid Olsen label at Liz Claiborne. Not that I have ever bought her clothes…but I am a fan. I’m more of a fan…
I’m angry…an angry widow…and I’m going to release my anger…get it off my chest…get it off my mind…so I can move on with my grieving…my grieving that I’ve tried so hard to manage through these past eight months…but some days…some…
Now that I’ve had my cardio check up, I thought it was time to have a financial check up. I had always thought about getting a financial check up and after I became a widow, I thought it was time…
