This is a place for all broken grieving hearts to come, its my safe haven and I share this with all of you to be your safe haven. I am hoping through my journey of grieving as well as my real life experiences through grieving I can help all through their darkest hours, to ease the pain a little less, to maybe just give an ear to listen because sometimes that's all we need.


I am willing to bare all to each and everyone who comes to this blog. I want no one to be shy of anything. I want anyone to ask question's, tell their stories with pride. No one will judge you, or think you are different. We are all here going through the same thing GRIEVING. This is my safe haven, your safe haven. The place to heal, to find your smile again. Through this all I am on a journey to writing a book as well "The Grieving Path To Joy".

Apr 25, 2020

I've Got Cuomotine Fever

So it seems I been seeing so many articles circulating around about Mr Cuomo and how they are wanting to be the next in line.  So I thought why not do my own article on my very own blog?  Than I was like "yea why not I can do it, just do it". In the midst of all the ups and downs happening I thought something funny for a change would be good, as they say "laughing is the best medicine".  As always though I noticed...
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Apr 22, 2020

It's Ok To Not Be Ok

Where were you the day the world stopped moving? I keep trying to find the words for this yet I always get choked up on finding the words.  First I want to say that no matter who you are, in what ever profession that you do, we all have moments we feel broken, that in no way feeling that way discredits what you do, as well as who you are, that who you always have been. In tears, standing, feeling yes “I’m still alive”...
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Apr 7, 2020

The Unknown

Getting a little sentimental looking back, looking to where we are today. I think of my family, my daughter, friends and even people I don’t know and start to cry knowing just how our lives changed within seconds. I grieve for how it was before, knowing things won’t be the same, no one will be the same, yet I smile knowing through hard times always comes miracles through it, after it and years after to come. I miss the man...
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