Sometimes life brings a party. Other times, life rolls through like a vicious storm.
I will walk through my storms of the past here. I have had a few. All of them made me who I am today. Some of the storms were more like tornadoes. Those storms still bring me to my knees occasionally. Would I have chosen to walk through these storms? Absolutely not. While I didn’t choose it, each storm gave me wisdom that I might have missed had I not weathered those storms. One storm in particular brought me so far down, I wasn’t sure how to climb out. Losing my husband was a storm that often left me wondering how I was going to move past it so that I might live again. That event affected my life deeply, even changing who I am as a person. When something that intense comes your way, it’s impossible to lock it in your past. There are days when that event, and the months following, creep back into our lives. Some of this blog will be cathartic for me, but more than that, I hope that you find peace in whatever storm you find yourself in. I hope this blog can make today bearable and tomorrow happy. If you are feeling alone in a storm, whether that be in the death of your husband or any other storm, maybe Widow Steps can help you.
Life certainly has blessed me. I will celebrate those blessings here, too. Being a mom is one of the biggest jobs with the most amazing rewards. It is also probably one of the most challenging. Often people like to gloss over the true difficulties of motherhood. That wont happen here. There are some pieces of motherhood that are not pretty and acknowledging that doesn’t make me, or you, less of a mother.It’s only fair that part of this blog be dedicated to the truth of motherhood. If you are interested in an honest view of motherhood, the category Mommy-isms is a good place to start.
This space will be an honest forum about celebrating blessings, living through storms and rebuilding after the devastation. Too often, when things seem ‘messy’ we feel the need to clean them up to make them more palatable before we share them. Not here. Leaving out the ugly stuff is the same as lying. We can’t lie, especially not to ourselves, if we expect to come out the other side of this journey as a whole person. Anything that doesn’t fit into a neat box or just needs to be said for sanity sake, will be found in Everyday.
This is a new season of life for me. With each new season, comes change. I’m ready for it. Are you?
Thank you for following my blog! I’ve looked around here and discovered what a heartfelt and beautiful blog you have created, so I’m going to return the favour.
All the best,
Jennifer
Life is dirty and painful and not for the weak of heart. Thank you for honesty and for showing that right along with the pain, there is joy and beauty and strength and sunshine.
Wow! What beautiful words! Thank you. I do think we spend too much time cleaning things up and making them look nice instead of what it really is. I really think that leads to isolation. And, that’s a shame. You are right, even the ugliest of circumstances contain beauty.
Thanks for stopping by! I hope to hear from you again soon.
Sara
You had me at “leads to isolation.” It’s a pity we aren’t real for one another. I look forward to following you:)
I look forward to hearing what you have to say (and visiting your blog too). I love this experience and so glad I jumped in.
Enjoy reading your story and your recovery from the tragic loss of you husband. Love helps to survive loss, you must be surrounded by love. Be Well, Claudia
More than the love I have around me, the love I gave is what helped. Strange, isn’t it? Thank you for the kind words.
I hope to talk to you again soon….
Sara