My elephant journal article

Surviving the Loss of a Loved One in Elephant Journal

Dear Blog Friends, I’m thrilled to be in Elephant Journal with my article “Surviving the Holidays After the Death of a Loved One.”  Here’s the start:  “Since my husband George … Continue Reading →


Coping with Widowhood over the Holidays

Dear  Friends, It is again the holiday season.  And it is so fucked.  End of post. I jest. I think the holidays look terrible to us sometimes because they don’t … Continue Reading →


Returning from Sorrento: 6 Things I Learned

      I went to the Amalfi Coast in Italy with a UC Berkeley Alumni tour group.  I met them at the airport in Naples.  It’s the most alone … Continue Reading →


Is Adult Dating Just an Exercise in Dumpster Diving?

    This quote really resonated with the women, especially the single ones, at a recent women’s only yoga retreat. Dating as dumpster diving. Do men feel the same way … Continue Reading →


The G-Word: Attempting Gratitude

I’ve been thinking about gratitude lately.  Almost involuntarily.  I’ve been wondering, is gratitude a prerequisite to living well? I just came back from a short vacation to Lake Tahoe.  And … Continue Reading →


From Married to Mutant

I finally realized we don’t recover from loss, we mutate. We can’t go forward but stay the same person, returning to a happy version of who we were. So we change, … Continue Reading →


Widow without make up

Becoming Pudding: Abandoning the Outside World

I think I’m devolving into a blancmange. (I loved the whole Devo, de-evolution thing). About a year after George died, I realized that life on Planet Widow also meant that … Continue Reading →


Relationship Blues

I don’t know what an adult relationship is supposed to look like.   I married my high school prom date.   Maybe we never changed, or if  we did, we changed … Continue Reading →


Dating in a Time Warp with Erma Bombeck

    OMG what am I doing posting twice in two days! Well, I wanted to share that my new piece “Dating in a time Warp” is up today on … Continue Reading →


Shame by Skinny Jeans

  My skinny widow pants no longer fit. My stomach muffins over the top. These are the pants I bought after George died.  I was down about 15 pounds, I was … Continue Reading →