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Let The Sunshine In – Fierce Widow
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UNDERSTANDING . GRIEF . TOGETHERNESS . LOVE . MOTIVATION . INSPIRATION. Let The Sunshine In. September 14, 2016. September 14, 2016. This morning I woke after only four hours sleep, I made myself a coffee and walked outside to gather my thoughts. At first sight I noticed light filled rain drops resting on leaves and with that I was taken back to last year. Memories of falling asleep with my love on hot rainy nights and waking in his arms to vibrant sunny mornings. Let your soul burn bright. Don’t lose yo...
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Today I am Not Ok, – Fierce Widow
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UNDERSTANDING . GRIEF . TOGETHERNESS . LOVE . MOTIVATION . INSPIRATION. Today I am Not Ok,. August 30, 2016. Some days I am ok, but not today. Today emotions run wild and it feels as though I’ve been thrown back into December. To the month that shattered the world as I knew it. Today I am not ok, but that’s ok! Today I am angry that I have to be here, today there is so much pain. Digging nails into my flesh and pulling at my hair, I scream for him to take this pain away. Today I know what it feels like t...
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UNDERSTANDING . GRIEF . TOGETHERNESS . LOVE . MOTIVATION . INSPIRATION. Forgetting The Unforgettable,. August 23, 2016. His smell I only now know, as being similar to the bottle of cologne that sits in my drawer. His scent no longer lingers on the items he once wore. … More Forgetting The Unforgettable,. Forgetting The Unforgettable,. Beauty In The Unknown,. August 16, 2016. Beauty In The Unknown,. Because I Love Him,. August 9, 2016. Because I Love Him,. August 2, 2016. Knowing He Was Here. July 27, 2016.
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October 2016 – Fierce Widow
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UNDERSTANDING . GRIEF . TOGETHERNESS . LOVE . MOTIVATION . INSPIRATION. You’re A Masterpiece. October 11, 2016. The most perfect thing I’ve ever seen are the souls of human beings. Under the flesh of strangers can pulse the most intricate and complicated masterpiece’s called lives’. All individual, all faultless works of art. I won’t look at the clothes you wear, the food you eat, the lifestyle you live, the people you surround … More You’re A Masterpiece. You’re A Masterpiece. Our Dreams Are Dead,.
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You’re A Masterpiece – Fierce Widow
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UNDERSTANDING . GRIEF . TOGETHERNESS . LOVE . MOTIVATION . INSPIRATION. You’re A Masterpiece. October 11, 2016. Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how beautiful they are, people can be like that to. To the friends I’ve met along the way and the ones I haven’t met. You are the breath of fresh perspective that speaks wind beneath broken wings. The warm and gentle touch in a cold and hard world. The wounded soldier that continues to battle through pain and fear of the future. When I see you, ...
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A year of being a single parent | Musings on a grief journey
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Musings on a grief journey. A great WordPress.com site. I often think →. A year of being a single parent. March 31, 2015. Today as I dropped our little boy to the school bus, it struck me that it was the last day before the school closes for summer vacations. I had gotten a note from his teacher few days ago that there was a class party planned today and I was to send cup cakes and cookies. So last night I stopped on the way back from work to pick up the goodies. I’ve taken care of my son when he&#...
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Castaway | Musings on a grief journey
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Musings on a grief journey. A great WordPress.com site. Memories Revisited →. March 1, 2015. Castaway is one of my favorite movies. It touched me deeply the first time I watched it so many years ago. It was probably much before I got married. Today I remembered I had the DVD in my collection and I watched it again as I had another of those lonely Sunday evenings to survive. Sometimes hope falls away and you think if this is how it’s going to be forever. You desperately hope that one day a ship ...In the ...
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The way forward | Musings on a grief journey
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Musings on a grief journey. A great WordPress.com site. A bend in the river. On the road of life →. May 19, 2015. 8220;For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels;. And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows –. And did it my way! I still have moments of darkness and I guess I have learned to tide them over and keep moving forward. Sometimes life feels surreal, as if too much has happened in too short a time. Spending...
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January | 2015 | Musings on a grief journey
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Musings on a grief journey. A great WordPress.com site. Monthly Archives: January 2015. January 30, 2015. Friday night again. Sometimes I wait for it because working under so much of emotional trauma takes a toll. But when I do catch a break I stare back at myself in all my loneliness. What do I say that I have not said over and over again – I miss you. Like the cool mist on a hot summers day. Like the warmth of a fireside on a cold winter day. Like droplets of water on parched lips. January 28, 2015.
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I often think | Musings on a grief journey
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Musings on a grief journey. A great WordPress.com site. A year of being a single parent. A bend in the river →. April 3, 2015. I often think of the moments I still had you. Things that I said and things I should have said but didn’t. I know it doesn’t matter for you knew it all. I just had to look at you and you understood. Now that I’ve been alone for so long I often think about the days that were. I’ve been doing well after so long and yet I feel it’s hollow, it’s all fake. This entry was tagged Grief.