Counting the Months

08_18_09_1.jpgWhen Jim and I were PK (pre-kids) we used to laugh at parents who gave their children's ages in weeks or months. Jim thought it was ridiculous that a person would say "8 weeks" instead of 2 1/2 months .... or better yet .... why not just round it down or up to 2 or 3 months. And then .... there were the parents who'd say a child was 20 months. We'd wonder if this trend was supposed to continue indefinitely. Would a parent say their child was 120 months instead of 10 years?!

And then ...... we had our first child ......

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Not Quite Good Enough

08_18_09.jpgAh yes, the List of Requirements...it sounds so very like something out of Hogwarts, and in fact the original list Michele described yesterday was crafted by a couple of witches for certain! I do have to admit to a sense of shame after reviewing the first list, were we really so shallow? No, we weren't. But the first list was written as a joke...more as a protection against the mere thought of men. I mean, why would we even really consider another relationship? We'd been happy already. Maybe we had already been given our happiness allotment? Maybe we should just count ourselves lucky and retire? 

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Good Enough?

08_17_09.jpgOne of the most amazing things about having a widow friend to share this bumpy road with is that I always have someone with whom to discuss the daily questions of life. One issue that has occupied Michelle and I (pictured here right after the Widow Dash in San Diego) is the concept of good enough. When you feel that life has already given you an amazing man, a good life that you loved, a great kid or kids, a rewarding career,etc, etc--how do you determine what will be good enough after a large part of this bliss has been ripped away? 

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Widow Extreme Self-Care - Time Tips

08_16_09.jpgA warm hello to my fellow widows,

Many of us widows are juggling lots of balls. I know I am. Just when I believe that I have gotten into a good routine…bam…something can come along to throw me off track or be a cause of frustration. It can be a new change of sort either at work or at home. Now, for example, summer is ending, school is beginning and there are new work responsibilities and challenges occurring. As we all know, change is always present, therefore we must change with it. It is not always easy, but there are some things we can do along the way that might help.

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I Honk For Love

I love LOVE.

I love how it makes a person feel. I love the glow that quietly shows itself in the scrunch of your eyes or smile on one's mouth. I love the feeling of invincibility that it instills in those who are in its grasp. And more than anything, I love when it is 100 percent, Grade A, TRUE LOVE. The kind that has no doubts or questions, the kind that makes you believe in all that life truly is and has to offer.

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Slower than Molasses

08_14_09.JPGI have learned, when Anneke travels, to relax a bit. I only seem to get anxious and hyper the day she returns. While she is gone, I am resigned to the fact that she is there, and I am here and I might as well just chill. Since I have no choice.

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Wanting

08_13_09.jpgDavid is my best friend. And I say is because he's still the one person that knows everything about me - good and bad. He's still the one person I want to call when things go wrong, the one person I want to get advice from when I have decisions to make, and the one person I want a hug from when my heart is heavy. 

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Starting Over

08_12_09.JPGHave you ever had the urge to just get in your car one day and drive as far away as you could, leaving everyone and everything behind? Just start over where no one knows you? Where no one ...... KNEW you?

I'm guessing that many of you have because of all you've gone through. I'm wondering if anyone has actually done it.

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Making New Footprints (continued)

08_11_09.JPGDo you know what it means to miss New Orleans? Well I do. :) I'm missing New Orleans right now. My stomach is missing it especially, OMG did we have some amazing meals last weekend in that city. But, better than the food, we made some amazing memories.

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Willing To Jump

08_10_09.JPGThis photo was taken at Lake Mead in Nevada about two weeks before Phil died. We were on a family vacation with some wonderful friends, and spent some time in a gorgeous cove. You are looking at Phil and my daughter, Caitlin, preparing to jump off of those rocks into the lake below. Notice that I am not up on the rocks.

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