Changing the Narrative of Widowhood
Just because you’re hurting doesn’t mean you won’t ever heal.
You may feel as though you’re living in darkness right now. You’re lost and alone, and no one understands what you’re going through. But I want you to know: you can—and you will—find the light again. You can grow as you grieve. You have the power inside of you to stare adversity in the face, and move forward into a world beyond your pain.I started my business as a widow support coach on a mission to transform the expectations surrounding widowhood.
- Pay off all our debt
- Settle his estate
- Purchase a new home
- Self-publish my first book
- Launch my coaching practice
I realized I can move forward with my life, even while I’m still knee-deep in my grief. I can experience happiness again.
And you can, too.
I’m here to prove it to you. I want to ignite the flame within you, so you can see how resilient you really are. You can move through times of extreme hardship and find new purpose for living. You have the power to write your own story. And this is not where it ends.
Re-Defining My Life After Loss
After my husband died, I didn’t want to be called a widow.
He passed unexpectedly at the young age of 42, and my entire world turned upside down. I never saw it coming.
Sure, he had certain health challenges – he battled with Type 2 Diabetes, which caused him to develop kidney failure. But the possibility of death was never on my radar.
And yet, it happened. I left him alone for one hour, and I came home to find him lying, unresponsive, on the floor in his office.
Even in that moment, as the paramedics worked tirelessly to resuscitate the man I loved so deeply, I believed he’d have a full recovery; I believed I’d hold him in my arms again.
My husband died on December 16th, 2018 – just a few weeks before Christmas.
One week earlier, he and I went to see our lawyer to finally draft our wills. It was just a precaution – something we were supposed to do. The lawyer told us to come back the next day to sign the papers. It was a Saturday. I remember thinking, My husband isn’t going anywhere. We can go on Monday instead.
By Sunday night, he was gone. The will never got signed.
That one decision to wait made my life even harder to navigate during a time when everything already felt impossible.
I was not only grieving the sudden loss of my husband; I also had to apply to probate court, and settle all the outstanding affairs concerning my husband’s estate.
If there’s one lesson I learned hard and fast in my journey as a widow it’s this: There are a lot of decisions you have to make before you feel ready.
Your grief is only one part of your story. It’s a massive part, but the narrative doesn’t stop there.
This is why it’s so important you have the right support – financially, emotionally and socially. You need someone in your corner, someone who understands what you’re going through and can help you navigate widowhood in your own way.
Just because your husband died doesn’t mean your life is over. Eventually, you learn to move forward, one small step at a time.