Lisa Richardson

  • commented on Celebrations Realization~ 2019-05-16 22:25:08 -0700
    I’m at 8 years as of April 16 and the intensity of the loneliness just seems to increase on any emotion filled day or landmark in our kids lives….sigh

  • commented on The Changing of the Guards 2019-03-30 23:41:57 -0700
    I’m in the “lead up” right now. It sucks. Sometimes it just helps to know all of you are with me at one time or another.

  • commented on Comparing, Comparing and more Comparing 2019-03-01 00:01:54 -0800
    The financial side of widowhood is one of the toughest parts of this journey. And life in our part of the US and Canada (I’m in Seattle) isn’t cheap. But Anisha will grow up with an appreciation of all you do and strive to do for her. Your example is a priceless gift.

  • commented on A Hallmark Heartbreak Kind of Holiday 2019-02-11 16:05:58 -0800
    So much pressure all around us. It’s as if the universe is telling us we’re somehow a failure for being alone on this day.

    In a drawer I have a stack of Valentine’s cards. The one’s I received all those years, but also the ones I have chosen for him every year since he died. It seemed so right that first year, and I’ve come to look forward to it. Something we still share…..just the two of us.

  • commented on Home is where the heart is 2019-01-27 00:15:41 -0800
    All things have their own time – after 7 years it was finally time to take off my wedding ring. And I still feel like I lost a bit more of him…..

  • commented on Me, My Daughter and My Anger 2019-01-18 00:27:36 -0800
    Happy Birthday Bobby! It’s so hard to bear the weight of other people’s issues around death, grief, and parenting on top of everything else. My son was 12 when we lost his Dad. I had to attend all the “father/son” sports events etc in his place and I so get it. You’re a great Dad. Keep taking good care of yourself. Sending hugs.

  • commented on Don't Die 2019-01-18 00:13:34 -0800
    Interesting thoughts Mike. I’m a conundrum. My Tony fought a three-year battle with severe depression. Multiple hospitalizations for suicidal ideations, every therapy and treatment known both inpatient and outpatient. And yet the day he completed suicide came out of the blue. He had been improving and was doing very “normal” things that day when I kissed him good bye and left to run some errands. His death was sudden and totally unexpected. Now when faced with that daily risk of something happening to one of my kids I feel like a deer in the headlights. I freeze, catch myself saying a prayer or two, and try to take a step forward. It’s all I know to do.

  • commented on Struggles 2018-11-09 23:45:22 -0800
    Love is many things, and one of those is strength….lean on it when you need to. Sending strength

  • commented on Unexpected Messages 2018-11-03 22:41:10 -0700
    I read once that others who have waded through the forest before us have left touchpoints for us – to help us find our way. Lean on their strength and we’ll all find our way through. Sending hugs.

  • commented on To Urn or Not to Urn 2018-10-27 21:56:35 -0700
    Bryan I’m so sorry. I’ve had a similar experience, and we all know that horrible lonliness. At almost 7 years out many people still find my situation uncomfortable at best, so they choose to avoid it (and me) altogether. It’s the hardest part of the life I have now.

  • commented on Our Wedding Song Playing 2018-09-20 22:42:55 -0700
    It’s so hard to get through those moments and yet when they happen I just want to be alone with them. Just me and my love – alone in a beautiful memory that only I have now. Hugs to you Olivia.

  • commented on The Phoenix and the Dragon 2018-09-08 22:18:07 -0700
    Bryan I love this piece. You’ve touched on something I have a hard time defining. Thank you.

  • commented on Grief and Widow Questionnaire 2018-08-29 22:15:29 -0700
    Ditto….ditto….ditto and thank you for saying it all!!

  • commented on Get in the Casket and Die Too 2018-08-16 22:59:57 -0700
    Olivia I’m having a similar conversation with myself over the ad for an upcoming TV series. It deals with suicide, and although I don’t know how it will be written, the few clips I’ve heard are filled with the platitudes we’ve all heard and hated. Do these writers truly get it? Do any of them have a clue what it’s like to live through this kind of loss? Or was there a time when we all might have said those same trite and unfeeling words? I would never wish this pain or loss on anyone, but I’m glad I know better now.

  • commented on Badass Widows Reunited 2018-08-09 23:16:08 -0700
    Your comment about having 1 working brain between you made me smile. My husband used to often say between our two half brains we could get anything done. Thanks for sparking that memory. Wish I was fortunate enough to have a friend like yours who really understands….such a gift.

  • commented on Unshared Milestone 2018-08-07 22:41:42 -0700
    Our anniversary is the one day that is hardest for me and many of us I imagine. Such a special day filled with so many happy memories. And yet a day now that feels so empty and alone.

  • commented on I (Still) Go To Therapy 2018-08-06 23:10:25 -0700
    The only two people on this earth who know everything that happened the day my husband died are the two therapists I was seeing. No one else asked. For whatever their reasons they just didn’t. I’m not sure how I would survive without them.

  • commented on The Loudest Sound is Sometimes No Sound at All 2018-07-21 23:34:46 -0700
    I’m not sure I’ve ever understood how to deal with this loss. I guess just taking each moment as it comes and allowing myself the freedom to feel whatever emotions arise is the best I can do. So glad you had a bit of calm along the way.

  • commented on Heart and Soul 2018-07-11 22:17:12 -0700
    Such a perfect description of my life now. Daily living used to equal contentment. Now it’s just an endless, exhausting road.

  • commented on Fire and Rain and Huge Grief Triggers 2018-07-07 23:27:50 -0700
    Music is one of my biggest triggers. One song in particular takes me back in time to a beautiful summer evening so long ago now. I dissolve into a crumpled mess every time.