Widowed Women

Financial issues are naturally stressful. So is loss. Put the two together, and the pressure can be overwhelming and frustrating.

I had never heard of “widow fog” or the fog of grief until I became a widow. You probably hadn’t either. It’s not something that non-grievers discuss.  That meant that I was caught totally off guard when memory problems arose after Pat’s death.  I really questioned if I was losing my mind. It really did feel as though I were in a fog.

When our hearts have been hit, loneliness begins to invade. Every relationship is unique. No wonder grief is lonely.

FROM THE GRIEVING HEART:

People seem shy around me. And no one mentions you. Why is that?

Are they worried about upsetting me? I’m already upset.

When a loved one dies, our lives are altered forever. This includes the future we anticipated.

FROM THE GRIEVING HEART:

When loss strikes, our lives are forever altered. We don't like this new life. Someone we love is missing. 

FROM THE GRIEVING HEART:

I don’t like this new life. I want a life with you back in it. I miss talking to you. I want to hear your voice — not a voicemail, but your real voice. I want you here, now.

We're hurting. The last thing we need is to be evaluated. Unkind and unhelpful words end up only adding to our burdens.

We miss everything. This hurts. We wonder how long this will last. 

From the Grieving Heart:

In times of loss, sadness can easily deepen into depression. It feels like we've fallen into a pit, and sometimes the pit can grow very dark indeed. 

Grief is draining. Exhausting. No wonder there are times when nothing seems to matter much anymore. 

Loss hits our souls too. It can jostle us spiritually. We come to realize just how little we control.