The Widow Life

5 Most Popular Posts from The Mighty Widow in 2016

We may be a week into 2017, but I’m still reevaluating my 2016. It was my first year seriously writing on this blog, and it’s been fun to look back and see what articles resonated most with you. In case you’re curious what fellow readers are into, here are the five most popular posts on…

This Year, It’s All About ME, ME, ME!!

I’ve seen the memes. I know we all felt as though we were limping to the finish line of 2016, but I’ve gotta say: I’m really feeling it this year…er, last year. In recent years, I have rounded out December feeling depressed, overwhelmed, enraged and even slightly manic. This year, I’m just tired. Dog tired….

My New Year’s Resolution: Smile More, Complain Less

See these: These are frown lines. These are not my frown lines, but they could be…someday. In recent months, I’ve noticed my resting face looks less than happy. I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the door when picking up my daughter from school and think “I look really grumpy.” Speaking of my daughter,…

Christmas: The loneliest time of the year.

Here we are. It’s my fourth Christmas post-Tom. Fourth! How the &%$# did we get here? I’m not one to swear, but that’s kinda what grief does to ya. Turns you into someone you’re not and don’t want to be. Really, I’ve been doing ok this year. That’s probably in large part because I radically…

What was your worst driving experience?

We’re having our first snow day today. Something like 6 to a gazillion inches landed in the last 36 hours, depending on where in West Michigan you live. As we celebrate not having to drive on ice-slicked roads this morning, this seems like the perfect opportunity to discuss our worst driving experiences. I’m not sure…

Why I Didn’t Set a Place for My Husband at Thanksgiving Dinner

We’re doing something different for Thanksgiving this year. Normally, we head out to a potluck buffet with extended family. It’s an hour drive, but it’s always been a nice opportunity to catch up with far-flung cousins whom I only see this one time of year. Also, since my husband’s death, I have been secretly grateful…