Category: grief

The power of pets

The week after James died my brother came to stay with me to help me deal with a lot of the logistic stuff that you have to face pretty quickly.  Getting our bank accounts straightened out, picking up the will at the lawyers office, and it was tax season so he went with me to sign and pick up our taxes. He was super helpful.

However, my brother did not know what to say and did not realize it was too soon for humor or advice. No, I had not thought about getting a roommate.  No, I did not think getting a dog would be a great idea to replace my husband. Continue reading “The power of pets” →

Five months

It’s been five long months since my husband died unexpectedly of a massive heart attack. He had left the house on a spritzy cold March morning to take our young cat, Gemma to the vet for a check up.  I was working from home. Nothing special about the start of that  day.  He just never came home.

I am the youngest of five and in my mid fifties. None of my siblings have lost a spouse, neither have any of my friends. It’s not a first to be proud of by any stretch.

I’ve read every book and listened to every podcast. Continue reading “Five months” →