Coming close to publishing my memoir, As Ever, Pudd—A Love Story That Never Ends Told in Letters.
I’m sorry I haven’t posted a blog in a few months. I’ve been busy editing my memoir, “As Ever, Pudd” (Letters of a Love Story That Never Ends) for publication. I’m either going to get an agent/publisher or self publish. That’s my dilemma now. It’s taken me 5 1/2 years to complete and edit. I’m proud of the accomplishment. I’ve actually wrote a book. It’s 59,000 words and 208 pages. My husband died February 13th, 2007 and in Sept, 2007 I joined a writing group and went from there. It has been a wonderful journey, extremely cathartic and the women in my group (9) are warm, caring and just wonderful. I don’t know what I would have done without them. Kudos to you gals, you know who you are. I’ll be back soon on the topic of The Social Aspects of Widowhood. Continue reading
I read once in a magazine, someone’s definition of widowhood. “That we are invisible women secluded or excluded.” I would imagine that depends upon the widow, how she deals with her grief, what her age is, her personality, her family and friends, and perhaps later on, dating again. One description in Webster’s dictionary, I found interesting, was that of “a woman left behind.” That didn’t sound too good. It’s like your spouse had abandoned you. Continue reading
I know, myself, I wanted to sleep forever because awakening brought the reality of my loss. my spirit was crushed. There was so much lonliness and emptiness. I didn’t know how I could stay alive and go on without him. Then I felt anger. Oh, so much anger, at God for taking him and then my husband for dying. Continue reading
When I first lost my husband my grief was so overwhelming and devastating. My life changed forever. I found myself crying constantly with such uncontrollable sobs and asking myself,