My favorite conversation during Flirty in KC 2024 was with a fellow author when she mentioned her husband’s marketing skills. When I asked if I could borrow him, she suggested a husband swap. I laughed, saying she might get the raw end of that deal – mine’s a box of ash on my bookcase and wouldn’t do anything to help.

We paused for half a second before laughing and moving into – no, that would be perfect; she could get so much done. I added, true, he doesn’t interrupt or make messes; makes no noise at all. Sounded like bliss! Oh, we had a GOOD laugh – for quite a while, too, just bantering back and forth.

My favorite part about it was that she laughed. She didn’t stumble or try to back pedal; she embraced the frivolity of the conversation and accepted that, for me, this slightly dark & silly humor about my dead husband was normal. Not disrespectful or dismissive or an attempt to make anyone feel bad, it was just taking the reality into reality and making it my normal.

THIS is widowhood. Not always, but this is it, too. Because widowhood isn’t an event or a situation or a condition. Widowhood is life. It’s tears AND laughter. It’s loss AND new. It’s everyday.

Don’t be afraid to laugh about widow stuff. Keep growing and learning. Keep healing and dreaming. #LiveYourFaithBoldly and always, always… #loveonpurpose

Keep #changingtheconversation
It’s #widowwisdomwednesday

“She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.” Provervs 31:25