February Widowed Blog Hop

happy-loss-love-sad-Favim_com-334161It’s the Wednesday blog hop.  Click here to connect with the other bloggers and see what’s happening with them.


December’s Widowed Blog Hop!

an egg with bold letter HOPIt’s the first Wednesday of the month and you know what that means…Widowed Blog Hop! 
Life is full of surprises.  There are moments when you feel like nothing good will come of it and others when a light shines on given opportunities.  I asked myself quite often how I can change or influence others in a good way.  How I can take the death of my husband and use it to benefit others. This may sound like a “crazy” question, but that is what goes through my mind.  I want other widows and widowers to not feel alone in their grief.  Don’t get me wrong, it is a journey that you will get through on your own but we all need support. I feel blessed that I have been able to connect with some great people who have something in common with me.  And that’s losing their spouse.

We are all in different places in our journey, but have taken a step forward in our life story without our spouse.   The support you get from someone who has been down your path or some variation of it is irreplaceable. 

I want to commend all of the men and women that take the time to give us a glimpse of their reality.  The words they share can bring a whole realm of emotions and that is when you know it is written honestly from the heart. 

We have some new participants this month and I encourage all of my readers to check out what they have been doing and posting. 
For ease, below is the list of participants in the hop. 
Thank you for taking the time to hear our stories, feelings and what we think. 

Guestpost for JCC Banter

When I became a widow in 2010, I experienced the pain of losing my husband, but what was even harder to go through was my children losing their father.  It was important to me that my children got the attention they needed to grieve.

Be sure to visit JCC Banter to read the rest of my guestpost on Parenting Through Tragedy.


Balloons floating up in the blue sky with white clouds

Balloons floating to heaven

As my late husband’s birthday gets closer, he would be 34 years old this year, I think about the tradition my children and I started on his 33rd birthday.  As he would have neared 35, I think about all the grief I would have given him for getting another year closer.  Then the look that he would have given me and the roll of his eyes, then the laughter would have begun.

On July 5th, 2011, the boys and I went to the store to pick out their dad some balloons.  They chose one balloon that said happy birthday on it and 2 green mylar balloons (green was Mike’s favorite color).  Quincy wrote a message to his dad on one mylar balloon, the note read, if you have a house in heaven please put these in it.  Rhyan drew a picture on the other.  Quincy wanted to attached a picture that we had just recently taken.  It was a picture of the two of them and me.  He said that he wanted his dad to put it up in his house in heaven, so his dad could look at us when he wanted and see how much they have grown.  I wrote a letter to Mike and attached it to the string.  When we finished we took them in our backyard and released them.  The boys and I watched as the balloons floated up to their dad in heaven.

This did a lot for the boys and myself.  I wanted to share it with all of you.  We will be doing it again on July 5th.  In an odd way, we look forward to sending their dad balloons to his house in heaven on his birthday.