Last night I dreamt my late husband was sitting next to me wearing a dark suit, blue shirt and tie. Talk about “all dressed up and nowhere to go…” Jimmy hadn’t aged a bit. I was just about to ask…
A version of this post was originally published in Pathfinder: A Companion Guide for the Widow/er’s Journey Holiday time begins with Thanksgiving. It should be mandatory for first and second year widows/ers to shout out “What do I have to…