Room of Shared Responsibilities: Carrying It Alone
We never sat down and decided who would be responsible for each part of our life together. It just happened over the years.
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Room of the House: It Feels Different Now
Sometimes I walk into the house and automatically picture myself sitting in my recliner. For a moment, I still see it where it used to be, before remembering that I moved it.
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Room of Decisions: Learning to Make Decisions Alone
Before my husband passed, I never really thought about how many decisions we made together. It was simply part of our marriage and part of the life we shared.
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Room of Identity: When “We” Becomes “I”
I still catch myself saying “we.” Sometimes I’ll begin telling a story and say, “We…” before stopping to correct myself. Other times, I don’t even realize I’ve said it until after the words are out.
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Room of Companionship: When the Person Who Knew You Best Is Gone
As I walk through the many rooms of widowhood, I find myself returning often to the room of companionship.
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