Hi there! And welcome to my website.
Everything in my life has changed over the years since I started this website.
In these pages you will read about:
Our past -
life with Ricky Lee.
Our love, our laughter.
Our home, kids, and grandkids.
My present -
learning to live this life alone, as Rick's widow.
Navigating the waters of loneliness.
My future -
hopes & dreams,
ideas & visions
as well as the fears that tangle themselves up in a widow's mind & heart.
This is simply, my journal.
The music of my life set to words.
The bright sunshine spots of the day.
And the darkness of sorrow during the night.
Rick is gone from his place by my side.
Kids and grandkids are grown, with their lives going strong.
I now find myself alone for the most part in this widow walk.
A place I never cared to be.
Yet, here I am.
Learning to BE alone.
What started as a way to keep in touch with family & friends
as life traveled us along the roads,
then evolved into a sharing of blatant honesty as we moved
thru the darkness of cancer & kidney disease -
Has now become a story of my journey thru grief.
A story of ME without him.
Learning how to just "Let It Be".
No longer fighting against the desert of my life,
but rather learning to live with it.
Even if it wasn't my choice to be here.
I hope you will grab a cup of coffee, or a glass of something cold to drink -
and come stroll thru these pages.
Maybe you will find something to make you smile,
perhaps a word of encouragement,
while you navigate along your own life's journey.
No matter how badly your heart is broken -
the world doesn't stop.
Even though we want it to at times.
Life goes on.
We breathe in ...
and we breathe out ...
One moment at a time.
Everything in my life has changed over the years since I started this website.
In these pages you will read about:
Our past -
life with Ricky Lee.
Our love, our laughter.
Our home, kids, and grandkids.
My present -
learning to live this life alone, as Rick's widow.
Navigating the waters of loneliness.
My future -
hopes & dreams,
ideas & visions
as well as the fears that tangle themselves up in a widow's mind & heart.
This is simply, my journal.
The music of my life set to words.
The bright sunshine spots of the day.
And the darkness of sorrow during the night.
Rick is gone from his place by my side.
Kids and grandkids are grown, with their lives going strong.
I now find myself alone for the most part in this widow walk.
A place I never cared to be.
Yet, here I am.
Learning to BE alone.
What started as a way to keep in touch with family & friends
as life traveled us along the roads,
then evolved into a sharing of blatant honesty as we moved
thru the darkness of cancer & kidney disease -
Has now become a story of my journey thru grief.
A story of ME without him.
Learning how to just "Let It Be".
No longer fighting against the desert of my life,
but rather learning to live with it.
Even if it wasn't my choice to be here.
I hope you will grab a cup of coffee, or a glass of something cold to drink -
and come stroll thru these pages.
Maybe you will find something to make you smile,
perhaps a word of encouragement,
while you navigate along your own life's journey.
No matter how badly your heart is broken -
the world doesn't stop.
Even though we want it to at times.
Life goes on.
We breathe in ...
and we breathe out ...
One moment at a time.
One of the many sweet notes from Rick
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Fight Like a Girl
Margaret's story 
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Sharing some of the music that helps my hurting heart here.
Take a listen. If you have any that you would like to share, drop me a line! |
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Here's to all the People who are feeling broken & damaged,
and you are still kicking ass everyday --
I believe in YOU!
Don't quit!
You can do this!
Just Breathe.
And remember: You are SO VERY Loved!!!
and you are still kicking ass everyday --
I believe in YOU!
Don't quit!
You can do this!
Just Breathe.
And remember: You are SO VERY Loved!!!
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This song is the desire of my heart. May every day I be less like me and more like Jesus. |
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Honor, Respect, Gratitude to our heroes coming home
Not in the way that we wanted,
They may be gone from our arms, and from our sight,
But never shall they be forgotten.
Their memories & their legacy
live on in our hearts
and thru our lives.
One of my absolute favorite books!
Tell-tale around the edges ;)
Oh how I love this book!
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I miss the sound of his voice
as he sang. The feel of his arms as he stood behind me and held me close. The smell of his breath as he lay his head on my shoulder. The touch of his fingers as he moved my hair from my neck. The soft and gentle kiss in that small spot between my neck & shoulder. I miss that him! |
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My reason.
The pages of this website are the contents of my heart and soul.
Shared here for all the world to see, in the simple hope that it might touch another soul.
This is ME - in the most open and vulnerable way that I know how to be.
I can only hope that others will feel less alone.
The pages of this website are the contents of my heart and soul.
Shared here for all the world to see, in the simple hope that it might touch another soul.
This is ME - in the most open and vulnerable way that I know how to be.
I can only hope that others will feel less alone.
