Just a widow and her blog.
“…Oh the days dwindle down to a precious few” My Favorite Month OK I know the opening lyric is really to “September Song”, but I think it applies to October just as well. October has always been my favorite month of the year. The crispness of the air, the vibrant color of the changing leaves…HALLOWEEN!
I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends When a spouse dies, many widows and widowers find that they have not only lost their loved one, but their social circle as well. It is hard to be single in a world of couples. The Mission Statement of our widows and widowers’ group is
Cat’s in the Cradle and the Silver Spoon In my last blog I was talking about my children. I ran out of time (or space) after discussing just two of them, so this time I’ll be talking about my other two. I should have just kept writing while I was on a roll, but after
Teach Your Children Well I have seen a lot of comments on Instagram about children lately. A lot of it has to do with the fact that it is time for school to begin again. Some widows and widowers are facing the first time they have to explain to their child’s teacher that your spouse
The Day the Music Died Before we go any further on this journey together, I should tell you my story. We all have them, that’s why we are here. This is mine. That Day You know which one, the one we had all been fearing from the time we agreed to “put a ring on
In The Summertime, When The Living Is Free I just got back from a week of vacation with my late husband’s family. If you have read my previous blogs you know that I have been blessed with in-laws that still treat me as family and include me and my children and grandchildren in their plans.
Whoooo Are You? Who Who First of all, I am NOT the person on half of the complimentary address labels in the drawer with my “bills to be paid”. I don’t use them anymore, but I don’t have the heart to throw them away. For twenty-seven years I WAS Mrs. Kenneth Krouse, and we were
NaNa NaNa NaNa Na Na- They Say It’s Your Birthday Tomorrow would have been my husband’s 70th birthday. My birthday is exactly one week before his, so the the week between was always full of a lot of teasing. Jokes about my being an “older woman” and a “cradle robber”, etc. Now… What am I
Hi! I’m Kitty. Welcome to my blog. I never expected to become a widow at the age of 53. When your spouse dies suddenly without warning there are repercussions that you never dreamed of. Not only does it leave a hole in your heart, at your dinner table and your bed, it changes your identity
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