I have always thought of myself as a typical suburban girl. I grew up on Long Island. I went to college. I got a job in Manhattan. I moved into a tiny apartment in the city with two friends. I met my husband Howie and we got married. We moved to New Jersey (I came kicking and screaming – a Long Island girl in Jersey??). After some fertility issues we had two beautiful daughters. I became a stay at home mom and Howie was an attorney. Life was good. We were happily raising our daughters and we had amazing family and friends.
Then one day my entire world came crashing down. Howie had a very sudden heart attack and died almost instantly. He was 48 and I was 45. Our daughters were 10 and 12.
That was on October 9, 2011. Since then I have had plenty of downs but also a few ups. It has been quite a rollercoaster. From raising my daughters alone, to dating, to going back to work, and everything in between – I feel like I have been through it all! I have so many stories to tell and I wanted to share them. Some are sad, some are funny, some are hard, some are easy. But they are all real.
I hope you enjoy reading this, and more importantly I hope I can help someone out there in a similar situation, even if it’s just a little. There is no guidebook for this “widowhood”. As someone said to me in the early days of mine, “it is a club that no one wants to join”. So to those unfortunate enough to be in this club – every little bit helps 🙂