The Gold Belt or the Silver Belt: The Night of Our First Date Numbers.Bill and I were 3 years and 8 months apart in age. I don’t know why I wanted to open with this, but I never forget those numbers. July 13, 1996 – the night we metJuly 20, 1996 – our first dateJuly…
Letting go and healing when a spouse dies is a process. Grief is unlike anything I’ve ever been through. It fits into its own category. It’s not a straight line or a five-box checklist. Most people move back and forth between feeling their loss and rebuilding daily life, sometimes in the same hour. That “whiplash”…
It’s been 4 years and 2 months since my husband, Bill, passed away. I’m flashing forward quite a bit and I have so much to talk about. So much. I’m writing in the moment. But this moment is something I’ve experienced probably 90% of the time he’s been gone. I don’t know how much…
Childhood Memories in Louisiana I was born in Louisiana, the land of pecan trees and craw fish boils pretty much any day of the week. And yes, we ate lots of craw fish! If you’re not familiar, we’d cover the entire kitchen or dining room table with cut paper bags and pour the bag of…
The night we met in 1996. It was the 90’s. It doesn’t sound like it was that long ago, but when I say July 13, 1996 and now it is 2025 (29 years!) then it feels like a long time ago. It was the time before everyone had cell phones. It was becoming a thing,…
Hi friend, Welcome to this little corner of the internet. I’m so glad you’re here. I created Lost.Loved.Found as a sacred space, a quiet, comforting place for women (and men) who have walked through hard things and are learning to live again. If you’ve experienced grief, felt unseen, or just longed for a fresh start……