Until We Meet Again

Processing grief is such an individual expression. I have fortunately had the chance to unfortunately talk with other widows and hear their stories of walking out their loss. Every one of these women expressed a different process. Hearing their journey has taught me one thing: even in the similarities, grief is unique to the individual.

Never Lost

Recently I traveled two weeks by plane and various ground transportation. Several of my landings were at night, and I marveled at how the large clumps of city lights illuminated the vast darkness. As I got closer to the ground, the lights became more distinct yet the sheer number was overwhelming.