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Ambassadors of Grief

There has been a tiny ripple of backlash that’s fallen out from the Widow’s conference that has been unexpected, at least to me. Like any such event, not everyone is going to come away with a positive experience. Widowhood leaves many open wounds, not easily healed in a weekend...

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Camp Widow 2010

I am looking forward to being part of a unique experience in San Diego this summer, where I will have the pleasure of speaking about grief and loss to an audience who are new to the game, and to some who are veterans. Last year, the first year of...

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Remembering the Dangers When Holding the Flame

The blogoshere is abuzz this week it seems with issues around “over-sharing.” Over at Good Experience, Mark has posted the link of the site Please Rob Me, a site attempting to raise awareness of the dangers of over-sharing location through social media. Meanwhile, two of my favorite single mama blogs...

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Welcome to my new site!

I hope you like it. I have updated all the links so that they actually work and added a whole bunch of new photos. Please let me know what you think! I owe it all to Liz at Cmd+Shift Design for the great design! ...

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The Art of Procrastination

Funny. I was just avoiding the hell that is known as my taxes, trying not to look at the fat white envelope from my accountant sitting over there with the unpaid bills. And then serendipitously I found this post by my latest Facebook friend Little Big Wolf. Hey LBW,...

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Blogging Backlash

Its hard sometimes to know how much to share on this blog. Its a fine line between writing about issues that are relevant to people who are grieving and giving away too much about my private life and that of my family. But I wrote a book. In it,...

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Short Shrift

My poor blog is getting the short shrift (which I just looked up and discovered was a short confession before a person was hanged. You know, in case you were wondering and needed something uplifting to think about. I guess a short confession meant you couldn’t get rid of...

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