PHYSICAL HEALTH FOR WIDOWS
I could talk about self-care for days — it’s a topic near and dear to my heart and it’s a practice that moved me through the darkest parts of my grief. It got me to a place where I eventually had hope for the future.
It’s been 10 years since Dave’s sudden death and sometimes I am brought right back to that time of shock, sadness, and loneliness. That time of barely hanging on until I hit rock bottom and I knew in my gut that I had to start taking better care of myself so that I could take care of my sons.
Here’s what my path on the way to rock bottom looked like:
Avoiding my feelings and not processing my emotions around Dave’s death. (Who has time for feelings? Not me! And it took some time for me to believe he was not coming back from the dead.)
Not eating and losing so much weight that my wedding ring fell off my finger.
Working a full-time job, running the household (paying bills, grocery shopping, walking our dog, etc.), and the care and feeding of my kids — …
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