…… something I never, ever thought I’d say again.
Life is …… pretty darn good.
All in all.
All things considered.
I’m 7 1/2 years “out” from Jim’s death. 412 more words
I know you’re all waiting for the explanation, as far as it can be explained, of how Lesbian Widow is having a dalliance with Boy Widower. 576 more words
Sunday morning at Camp Widow involves a buffet breakfast, packing up and saying goodbye.
While chatting with various people, part of my focus was on making sure I didn’t have to pay for the cab myself… it was ridiculously priced. 936 more words
I had volunteered to man the registration desk on Friday morning. For me, it was a nice way to give back, to meet the widows coming in and I didn’t have anything else to do in the morning since that block of workshops didn’t appeal to me. 1,003 more words