This week I am noticing the holiday lights. They are everywhere. As I take in the twinkling lights, I wonder how you are doing as you move through your days.

The holidays can be especially difficult for us grievers. The sounds of holiday music, the decorations, the stores full of treats and extra bustle—it all adds pressure to be jolly when we may be feeling anything but.

What does healing really look like? It’s not about fewer tears.

Grief is messy. It’s untidy, raw, and often refuses to fit neatly into the structured boxes society tries to impose.

As the leaves turn and the air grows crisp, I find myself reflecting on the beauty of this season.

While the warmth of summer has its charm, there's something special about this season. The cool breeze and changing leaves remind us that transition is part of life.

The daphne plant at the end of my front step exploded into bloom this week. Her blossoms and perfume brought a welcome surprise in an otherwise gray and gloomy mid-winter week.

This one is especially for the Young Widows. How are you doing through this week of red envelopes, roses and chocolates?