Tag: widowhood
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My New Life: Four Years later
After my husband died on July 10, 2018, I remember thinking there was no way I’d make it one piece past the first year, and at times, I still can’t fathom how I made it, but I did. During these past four years; I’ve had unbearable days, I’ve had good days, I’ve had overwhelming days,…
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Grief Recovery through Hypnotherapy
I hope this blog post helps someone out there challenged with the overwhelming struggles of grief. Anxiety, panic attacks, numbness, and the intensity of sadness enveloping you where you cannot climb out of the darkness with the overall hopelessness that takes over, making you think you’ll never find joy again. I’ve been there. I’ve experienced…
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MY NEW LIFE: Three Years Later
Since July 10, 2018, grief has become my constant companion. It’s hard to believe that it’s been three years since my husband died. Some days it feels like yesterday that I was plunged into navigating a new life daily without my lover, my confidante, my best friend, a great bonus dad, a cherished Baba (grandfather)…
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Widowhood–Navigating the emotional minefield on Valentine’s Day
After my beloved husband died in 2018, I knew that the days ahead, navigating through this new life I never wanted, would be challenging. Inevitably I encountered emotional landmines, especially during the holidays, riding a roller coaster of triggered anxiety and depression. Even something simple as grocery shopping and spotting a carton of orange sherbet—his…
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SMILE THROUGH THE TEARS
Like many people who are challenged with grieving the loss of a loved one, the upcoming Christmas season is again emphasizing the loss of my husband in every level of my being. It’s a daily struggle to navigate life without my beloved. I have learned that even on a day when I feel good, it…
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My New Life – Two Years Later
July 10, 2018 at 7:15 p.m.; I held my husband in my arms as he took his last breath. It was the biggest heartache of my life, and these past two years have been the hardest years of my life. Nothing prepared me for that last moment. Nothing prepared me for the days…