There are so many things that people say that they think will help make you feel better when you're grieving-

"You're going to be ok."

"The pain will go away."

"You're not the first person to go through this."

My new personal favorite is "The year of the firsts is the worst".  Really?  I've now gone through my first Easter, Mother's Day, and my birthday without my husband.  My son and I am going to spend our first Father's Day without him, and you expect…

This past Friday (the 15th of May) was the worst day of my life since February 26, 2015- the day I watched my husband stop breathing in our driveway as the EMTs were trying to get him into the ambulance.  I can still remember everything that happened that day and every image of him turning gray is painfully engraved in my mind.  But last Friday is the day that I have been dreading since that day.  I was downstairs after having to punish our 5 year old son and could hear him crying…

When my husband passed away, a lot of people would say he was taken too soon since he was 39 at the time of his death.  All I could think was he wasn't taken, he was stolen. Stolen from me and our son. Stolen from his family and friends. Just plain stolen from the world.  He was definitely my other half. That one person that would love me and be by my side forever. And I thought we'd have forever when we said I do.  Little did I know that forever for us would only be 8 short years.  8 short,…