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  • My Why

    Hello, world. I’m a widow and mom to three amazing children. When my husband died, I made a promise to myself that I would try to keep their lives as stable as possible since they had already gone through so much. At the time, I was homeschooling, and all three kids were involved in their respective passions. My oldest daughter was involved in one theater show after another, my son was on a year-round swim team, and my youngest daughter danced five days a week. I wasn’t sure how I would manage it all, but where there is a will, there is a way.

    I found ways to make an income and work from home through piecing different income streams together. I tutored, taught music, and had a number of random online jobs. I also tried to outsource a bunch of their schooling, but that still meant I needed the flexibility for transportation. I eventually found a full-time online job with benefits, but it took a lot of work. It wasn’t easy, and we often struggled. I kept my promise to myself though. They were able to stay involved in their passions and all received a solid education with two now at reputable universities and the third still in high school.

    I have learned many things along the way from time management and work at home strategies, to self-care and self-improvement strategies for the busy woman. I want to devote this website to being a support to other women and moms. I am passionate about helping others, and if I can help one person ease any mental, emotional, or financial pain they are facing, I will be happy. Thank you for stopping by my website and taking time out of your day to read my story. Please subscribe to my blog and be sure to check out my other pages and social media. Best wishes!

  • Thoughts on the Fifth Anniversary of His Death

    This mid-November marked the fifth anniversary of my husband’s death. For years after his death, every single morning I would wake up with this intense, overwhelming feeling of dread, and it would hit within seconds after consciousness. I would have this sinking feeling in my stomach like something bad was about to happen, only the feeling didn’t go away. That something bad felt like my whole life. I couldn’t believe this was the life I had to lead, that I had to live another day trying to manage everything on my own. I felt so alone and abandoned.

    As the years have passed, I have become more adept at handling life. I have done some hard personal work, toiling to change the way I looked at things and improving my mindset. That’s why when November 1st came around, and I started to get that same feeling of dread upon wakening, I couldn’t believe that it was back. What was going on? I thought my life was improving, and that I had found ways of coping. Then I realized that it was my body keeping the score. Even though I felt in my head that my trauma was over, my body was still reverberating with the pain I had experienced.

    After I realized that, I allowed my body to feel that pain. I sat with it. I talked to myself and breathed through the waves of grief. Once I did that, the feelings of dread ceased. I still felt sad, but I thanked my body for holding the memory. Those feelings of sadness were a tribute to the love that I once shared. I thanked my subconscious for its awareness and protection even when my conscious was not mindful of it. While I will continue to work toward improving my mindset and having an attitude of gratitude for all I have accomplished, today I will hold space for the trauma and sorrow that will still always be a part of me. I miss you, David.

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