tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post3363760195964721348..comments2024-02-21T02:19:16.755-08:00Comments on Widow's Voice: Seven Widowed Voices Sharing Love, Loss, and Hope : StumpedMichele Neff Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02356589209090780127noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-59230371136503112522014-09-09T16:31:55.848-07:002014-09-09T16:31:55.848-07:00Normal, garden variety weeks are good. Glad to hea...Normal, garden variety weeks are good. Glad to hear it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14116821084463106558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-22243832375201688922014-09-09T07:44:24.234-07:002014-09-09T07:44:24.234-07:00At just over three years since my husband died sud...At just over three years since my husband died suddenly, I still have sledgehammer moments and expect I always will. A song came on the car radio a few days ago and I cried all the way home. I checked the Info on Sirius and saw that the music that set me to crying was "Treasured Memories" by John Sbarra. Every time I hear that particular music, I immediately remember us making love in Maui. Treasured Memories for life indeed!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-32732784776327567472014-09-09T05:30:06.184-07:002014-09-09T05:30:06.184-07:00Those weeks are one of the first gifts of longer g...Those weeks are one of the first gifts of longer grief. And the ability to recognize them - that is the payoff for writing! Thanks for writing the good and the bad.TraceyKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14945295620915349045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-73139399153674152462014-09-09T05:30:02.782-07:002014-09-09T05:30:02.782-07:00Kerryl. Yes. Sometimes all you look forward to is ...Kerryl. Yes. Sometimes all you look forward to is a "normal, garden variety, week".<br />At over four years out I've been recently getting more of "those sledgehammer 'my husband's dead' moments" again. <br />And I don't know why.<br />Why does my brain always have to go there and blindside me? I thought I'd become mostly desensitized to all the 'triggers' but lately I've been feeling sorry for myself again. <br />Eff.Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04512708135377541004noreply@blogger.com