Are you feeling alone in this?


Young widow biting into mystery food

When nothing feels right…

When my husband died of cancer in 2013, I felt unbelievably alone. So like any reasonable introvert, I started a blog. It’s been a healing process as I’ve gone from bitter and isolated to…um…less so, depending on the minute.

My late husband George was my high school sweetheart, my one and only for 32 years. I went a little crazy after he died. For a while I was an online dating addict. But really I was trying to deal with loneliness. This is my journal of what’s worked, what hasn’t and the dating advice of a neurotic, former lawyer (follow at your own risk).

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  • Debbie says:

    Sample comment from your biggest fan. xo

  • My John says:

    2nd BIGGEST fan says. Keep it up, you’ll be GREAT at this. XO XO XO

  • Jessica says:

    Bravo Debbie! One foot in front of the other…
    I really admire you for exploring and stepping up for yourself! I hope you find this to be a pleasant experience. I look forward to reading more! Love you! Good job!

  • MaryJo Smith says:

    I’m looking forward to your prose. Can’t wait.

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  • Clayton Book says:

    I don’t really know you, but I was lucky enough to know George on his early years. We lost touch in high school. .. he was smart, I wasn’t. But if you were good enough for George you must be a special person. So I’m going to become a fan and fallow you till you become famous. Okay?

    • Debbie says:

      Thx! Much appreciated on the following. We did meet at one of the Del Valle reunions, many years ago…