Kelley Lynn commented on Wherever You Are, It's Okay 2017-12-15 18:50:28 -0800Oh carmen…im so glad you found this blog … feel free to reach out to me on Facebook Im at Kelley Lynn and have lots of resources, the community of widowed people is truly amazing and will help you move through this… My husband also died (suddenly) in July … of 2011….and those first set of holidays are such a blur. I wish you peace wherever you can find it, and thank you for writing me!
Kelley Lynn commented on Through the Roof 2017-12-10 08:42:17 -0800thank you Linda. I appreciate your kind words.
Kelley Lynn commented on Woodland Preacher 2017-12-08 08:08:08 -0800This is truly beautiful and speaks as to WHY nature is so calming and comforting to so many (including me.) And I love all the quotes,especially the last one.
Kelley Lynn commented on Untitled 2017-12-04 08:24:29 -0800Ive been having a TON of those “Ijust miss him” moments lately. Im wondering if new love brings out the grief more. Or,like you said, maybe there just isnt a reason at all. Maybe the reason is as simple as that they are dead, and we will miss them forever.
Kelley Lynn commented on The Jury Has Made a Decision ... 2017-12-03 13:03:03 -0800THanks Candace. Carolyn, you are too kind.
Kathie, sieze the moment indeed!
Paula, sure. Maybe you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and give me the details of how youd like to post it in your blog.
Thanks for all the support everyone.
Kelley Lynn commented on Revisiting the First Thanksgiving 2017-11-19 08:57:40 -0800Yes!!! I needed to hate and ignore christmas for a couple years, ssothat I could eventuallylove it again. That empty chair though… wow lol.
Kelley Lynn commented on A New Dawn 2017-11-15 17:27:24 -0800Your workshop was beautiful. It brought out emotions in me that I didnt even know were there, or what they meant. Thank you.
Kelley Lynn commented on I Dream of Wandering 2017-11-15 17:22:00 -0800Thank you for explaining the deeper meaning of why you wrote wandering. Very insightful :)
Kelley Lynn commented on Life Goes On 2017-11-03 18:14:30 -0700Diane, those pockets of joy are what its all about. Hold onto them tight. They will come more often in time. Promise :) And keep telling your son’s story and saying his name.
Kelley Lynn commented on Views from Auschwitz 2017-10-14 11:46:34 -0700they had names. really beautiful post.
Kelley Lynn commented on Moment of Silence for Football Widows .... 2017-10-12 09:16:28 -0700Hahaha!!!! Youre right Don. I neglected to mention shopping widows. You too, deserve a day.
Kelley Lynn commented on Putting Death out Front 2017-10-08 12:18:14 -0700This is awesome and you are too. I will be sharing this a bit closer to Halloween. I love everything about it. Including this great picture.
Kelley Lynn commented on Driftwood 2017-10-07 09:14:57 -0700Beautiful. Welcome to the writing club. Im the Friday writer here :)
Kelley Lynn commented on I Get It Now, and I'm Sorry 2017-10-07 09:16:50 -0700Thank you marty. that is very kind ….
Kelley Lynn commented on Anxiety 2017-09-12 08:47:27 -0700So glad to hear that Barbara. It makes me happy when my words can help someone through something.
Kelley Lynn commented on Parallel Lives 2017-08-27 07:33:28 -0700Thank you everyone. Thank you Don, that means a LOT coming from you, since I know you arent at all in a place currently where “new love” is a thing, so for you to be genuinely happy for someone else is HUGE. Just know that. Ive been there. THank you soooo much to you all … LInda, juli, jacque, cynthia….
So, here's a fun fact:
The holidays are torture for widowed people.
Hell, the regular days are torture.
But the holidays ....
they shine a big red light on the torture,
and then burn you with the beams.Read more
It's been one of those weeks.
My anxiety is through the roof,
and Im not sure why.
Well, thats not entirely true.
I always know why.
I'm a sudden death widow.
My husband, at age 46, young and healthy and never sick a day in his life (literally - the man called out once from work in all the years I knew him, and it was so he could lie in bed and cry and grieve his cat Isabelle, when she died), left for work one morning, and never came home.
As long as I live on this earth, his death will never make sense in my brain.
I can "accept" that it happened, because I have no choice.
I live with his death every day.
But it will never make sense logically.
In my brain.
Or in my heart.
There will never be a "why" for that question.
It just hangs there.
My husband left for work that day at 5am or so, not waking me.
I was jarred awake by a ringing phone, over and over.
Around 6:30 am.
It was the call of death.
The call that said "the life you knew is gone."
I literally woke up to a brand new Hell.