"Time, it is said, softens the blow of loss. Heals all wounds. Marches on. For me, time has also brought a new chapter in my grief journey. The sadness of feeling my past – the one with my Kahuna - fading into the background of my new existence."
Welcome to my blog. NOT MY MOTHER'S 60 began as a celebration of my journey through “Super Adulthood”. In 2018, my beautiful world came crashing down on me with the sudden illness and death of my husband - my Big Kahuna - George. With his blessing I shared his four month battle with a rare cancer. When he died, a part of me died too. My blog is now my new journey – celebrating our love that will never die, and grief that never ends.
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Grieflections 3 - Love in a Rear-view Mirror
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"Time, it is said, softens the blow of loss. Heals all wounds. Marches on. For me, time has also brought a new chapter in my grief journey. The sadness of feeling my past – the one with my Kahuna - fading into the background of my new existence."
"Time, it is said, softens the blow of loss. Heals all wounds. Marches on. For me, time has also brought a new chapter in my grief journey. The sadness of feeling my past – the one with my Kahuna - fading into the background of my new existence."
Tuesday, February 4, 2020
Grieflections 2: Once Upon a Nightmare
"I don’t have nightmares often. In fact I can’t remember the last one. What I do remember? Before That Day, George was always there to comfort me, even awakening me when my panic became an audible, muffled scream. A terrifying dream was always followed by a bear hug from my Kahuna. Consoling me. Assuring me I was safe, and dissolving my terror into his warm, soft comfort until sleep returned..."
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Sunday, February 2, 2020
Grieflections: February Feels
Today marks the debut of my new series of Grieflections - taken from the pages (and pages) of notes, until now unpublished. Thought bubbles, of sorts, from my widow's fog of last year, to the widow's brain of today.
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