You Are Not Alone

Widowed people created Soaring Spirits because we discovered that connecting with other widowed people made the challenges of surviving a spouse or partner a little easier to manage.

There is a widowed community here at Soaring Spirits that offers widowed men and women understanding, friendship, inspiration, and encouragement as they learn to live without the person with whom they intended to spend the rest of their lives. 

Soaring Spirits communities, both online and in-person, are diverse, inclusive, secular, and positive. We share resources, ideas, energy, and most importantly, hope.

We believe that hope matters.


No Pie for Me, Thanks

Pecan_Pie.jpgSomehow, my computer erased the post I’d been working on this week. I am NOT grateful for that. Grrrrr.


But what I’d planned to say will probably not come as a surprise. It’s Thanksgiving again and it’s just not an easy time for us widowed folk. No matter what else lovely we find in our lives in the strange after-world, it is painful to remember all the happy T-days we spent with our missing loved one; to notice the void at the table.


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Gratitude, and my Lack Thereof~

This time of year puts an enormous amount of pressure on people in general, doesn’t it?

Add in the hugeness of grief and it can be overwhelming in the extreme.


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Home for the Holidays

Norman-Rockwell_Freedom-from-Want_(3).jpgI can no longer say “one year ago, Megan did this”.  She’s been gone 369 days.  Today isn’t anything special or significant in the grand scheme of things, but it is interesting to me how the one year mark mentally appears to be a weight off of my shoulders in a sense.  


I have experience now.  I’ve been through Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthdays and anniversaries without her.  I’d like to say that I know what to expect now, and that those dates can’t be any worse than the first year.  I’m smart enough to know that I can’t predict that though.  

Last year, I was a mess.  I fell apart at my parents house on Thanksgiving day.   No reason or trigger happened...it was just “because”.  As soon as I got home, the dread of how I was going to get through Christmas morning began.  All I could think of was Shelby running down the stairs to see the gifts under the tree that morning, eyes full of happiness, and Megan not being there to see it.  

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