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Dating after loss is different. It’s not just about meeting someone new. It’s about navigating grief, identity, guilt, hope—and figuring out how to carry love forward without losing yourself in the process. Widows Who Date is a space for that in-between
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The First Man In My House Since My Husband Died (opens the original)
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There are some milestones in widowhood that you know are going to be hard.The first birthday.The first Christmas.The first anniversary.The first time you do something you always did together, but now you do alone.And then there are the milestones nobody warns you about.Like the first time another man sleeps in your house.I didn’t know that would be such a big milestone.Or, more accurately, I didn’t realize how big it would feel when it happened.Because this wasn’t just about having a man come to
I Forgot My Anniversary (opens the original)
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I forgot my anniversary.Not on purpose.Not because I was trying to make some grand statement about moving on.I just…forgot.It was Labor Day weekend, which we always spend at our lake house in Alabama.Usually, the house is bursting at the seams.Lots of family. Lots of friends. Lots of people coming and going.Beach towels everywhere.Dogs everywhere.Someone always needs something.It’s loud and chaotic and wonder
Let's Talk About Sex, Baby (opens the original)
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Okay, friends.We’re four articles into this series, and apparently we’re going there.Let’s talk about sex.Because, as Salt-N-Pepa so famously instructed us, it’s something we should probably talk about.If you’ve been following along with Widows Who Date, you know this series started with a conversation I had with a 71-year-old widow friend.Since then, I’ve had versions of that conversation with quite a few widowed women.We’ve talked about love. Dating. Loneliness. Freedom. S
Does Dating After Loss Require an End Game? (opens the original)
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When we were younger, dating had a purpose.At least, that’s what we were taught.We were looking for The One.The husband.The father of our future children.The man we’d grow old with.And there was a clock ticking in the background.The biological clock.Loud enough to make every relationship feel like it needed to be evaluated for its long-term potential.Was he marriage material?Would he make a good
Can You Love Someone New as Much as You Loved Your Husband? (opens the original)
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I met Jon when I was 18 years old.I was fresh off the farm in Vermont.I was a devout Catholic. I taught catechism. I was a young Republican—a gun-toting young Republican, to be precise—and about as conservative as they came.By the time I graduated from Eckerd College four years later, I no longer believed in organized religion and was firmly on the liberal side of the aisle.Somewhere in those four years, I started figuring out who the hell I actually was.And that’s the thing about meeting someon
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