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A decade of a Little Man in the house

This guy turns 10 today. Our Ute Muster baby who has this appropriately inappropriate story about his 3-week-early arrival that includes...

Letting go of the moving parts is hard work

It’s been 8 months since we lost Pete and I’ve been trying to get control of our world. And failing. I have been trying everything to...

Winning premierships without the #1 fan

Last weekend everyone in our house lined up for a hockey grand final. It was Pete’s perfect supporter scenario and he wasn’t here to see...

Father’s Day without Pete

In my head I have a mental count of all the hard things we have coming up that I know will be difficult without Pete because they are...

The comforts of home

Last weekend I went home to my home town and attended the first event in that town since Pete died. I had spent a lot of time completely...

What I’ve learned in 6 months of widowing

Today marks 6 months since Pete died. I cannot get my head around the fact it has been half a year. How can it be half a year already?...

When steak sends you over the edge

The thing about trying to make sure you’ve got everything under control is that when you don’t, sometimes you really don’t. No matter how...

We are no longer ‘average’

There is a lot of paperwork to sign when someone dies. Like ... A LOT. There is even more when the person who dies doesn’t have a Will....

So, I got myself a job...

The best thing about the skill set I have is that I can work anywhere. As long as I have a reliable internet connection, for most of the...

When cuddles just aren’t enough

This week has basically boiled down to one thing - the kids want their Dad back. Tears. Tantrums. Tears. Yelling. Kicking. Tears....

The silence is deafening

The first time I slept in a bed beside Pete, I didn’t. And not for that reason, either 😉 I lay awake all night and I thought there was...

Can shoes fill the void of a dead husband

In the last little while I've been attempting a bit of citizen science around grieving. Namely, can shoes fill the voice of a dead...

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