Some might think it’s weird.
A Hopeful Man
The reality is if you search long enough, there is some version of hope.
The reality is if you search long enough, there is some version of hope.
I Wish I Had You Way Back Then
You could have told me I would survive.
You could have told me I would survive.
When You Washed Her Back
A routine gesture from a friend wanting to help care for a beautiful soul who was nearing the end of her human experience.
A routine gesture from a friend wanting to help care for a beautiful soul who was nearing the end of her human experience.
She’s My Wife
The nurses brought us wedding cake and soda.
The nurses brought us wedding cake and soda.
Stop the Shame
Stop letting the words, actions, and opinions of others dictate how you grieve.
Stop letting the words, actions, and opinions of others dictate how you grieve.
Widower Pens Emotonal Response to Blog Follower
Dear Jessica, you are not alone!
Dear Jessica, you are not alone!
It Bothers Me When . . .
Everyday. Because she’s not here.
Everyday. Because she’s not here.
If She Were My Widow (In Honor of National Widows Day)
I see you cry. Every single day.
I see you cry. Every single day.
Cancer Warrior: Your Star Will Never Fade
How do you shine with such grace, with such class, with such dignity.
How do you shine with such grace, with such class, with such dignity.
You’ve Changed
There are days when I am a better person. There are days when I am a worse person.
There are days when I am a better person. There are days when I am a worse person.
The Cancer Survivor, Redefined
What exactly does it mean to be a cancer survivor?
What exactly does it mean to be a cancer survivor?
The Solitude That Follows
I’ve known loss. If you are reading this, chances are you have too, and you can relate to the solitude that follows.
I’ve known loss. If you are reading this, chances are you have too, and you can relate to the solitude that follows.
Why I Talk About My Late Wife
For all those who question why we talk about our late loved ones ... this is why.
For all those who question why we talk about our late loved ones … this is why.
A Step Parent’s Love: We Weren’t Programmed to Love Each Other…
Yet we do.
Yet we do.
Sit Down and Shut Up
A diatribe in defense of my widowed friend who is trying to live again.
A diatribe in defense of my widowed friend who is trying to live again.