Tag Archives: intimacy
Happy Birthday Mom
Today would have been my Mom’s birthday. She would have been ninety two years old—which, no matter how you figure it, is old. I often wonder what she would have been like as a really old lady. I’m pretty sure … Continue reading
It’s Okay to Cry
Tears. Crying. Sobbing. Some people can’t stand the sight of tears. They feel uncomfortable when someone in their midst starts to cry. They’ll hand you tissues and tell you that you don’t need to cry. Even demand that … Continue reading
Not Just Another Day
Today was a difficult day for me because it was the year and a half anniversary of my husband’s death. I think of him every day and miss him all the time. I miss holding his hand when we would … Continue reading
On Being a Widow
I am a widow now that my husband passed away. I don’t like the word widow. It conjures up images of old ladies in rolled black stockings shrouded in “widow’s weeds”—black clothes hanging off their backs. Women who no longer … Continue reading
Coping
We all have to cope with everyday irritants like traffic, weather, fickle friends, money issues and the general messiness of life. But sometimes, we are faced with monumental problems like serious illness, death and loss. There are many ways people … Continue reading
A Soft Sound
I lie in bed, waiting for the overwhelming fatigue of the day to finally settle in my bones and to quiet my racing thoughts. Tossing and turning, I grab the blankets and pull them toward me. The house is unnervingly … Continue reading
Tea For Two..or Three
Tea party, high tea, afternoon tea, whatever you call it, the idea of sharing tea and refreshments with a group of friends has a reputation. If you enjoy visiting with other ladies and sipping brewed tea as you munch … Continue reading
Friends
“Weathered by pain. Sheltered by friends.” (Quoted in Reader’s Digest ) These words sum up simply so much of what I have been thinking about lately. Friends are important to me and my husband. Family is equally important, of course. … Continue reading
Where is There?
There is the place I think I want to go to—and then when I get there, I dream of being home. There is the place everyone I have loved all my life still is, while I am here. Yet, when … Continue reading