My Widow's Journey

After losing my husband of 30 years, my world shifted in ways I never imagined. The life we built together, the dreams we shared, and the quiet everyday moments we treasured are now held gently in memory. In the midst of deep loss, I have found that creating with a purpose is part of my moving forward through this journey — one day at a time.

My Widow's Journey is where I share those moments honestly — the hard days, the hopeful days, and the quiet reminders that joy still finds its way back. It is a space for remembering, for healing, and for celebrating a life and love that will always be part of me.

Ricky and Tracy

Ricky supported my dreams wholeheartedly and was always finding ways to help me grow and believe in what I was building. He encouraged me to open this shop, to share my handmade creations, and to send little pieces of home and heart out across the country. I finally did it, Rick… and I carry your love with me in every box I send. 🤍

My Widow’s Journey

eleven months.

eleven months.

Eleven months. 335 days. As we are just days away from Father's Day, another first is being checked off the list. It's funny, but not really. Sometimes I feel like...

eleven months.

Eleven months. 335 days. As we are just days away from Father's Day, another first is being checked off the list. It's funny, but not really. Sometimes I feel like...

If only we could visit heaven for a day....

If only we could visit heaven for a day....

I share this to mark my journey.....This week, we celebrate our sweet grandson CJ, who turns 12 on Thursday.  It's his first birthday without his PoPo here to celebrate with...

If only we could visit heaven for a day....

I share this to mark my journey.....This week, we celebrate our sweet grandson CJ, who turns 12 on Thursday.  It's his first birthday without his PoPo here to celebrate with...

Ten Months.

Ten Months.

Ten months. 304 days of learning how to carry grief, love, memories… and a missing that will last my lifetime. That feels so strange to type out.  But, It's true. ...

Ten Months.

Ten months. 304 days of learning how to carry grief, love, memories… and a missing that will last my lifetime. That feels so strange to type out.  But, It's true. ...

Mother’s Day — Marking My Journey

Mother’s Day — Marking My Journey

I share this to mark my journey. 🕊️💔❤️🩹 On this Mother’s Day, I am so grateful for everything I have… while still feeling the heavy grief of everything I’ve lost....

Mother’s Day — Marking My Journey

I share this to mark my journey. 🕊️💔❤️🩹 On this Mother’s Day, I am so grateful for everything I have… while still feeling the heavy grief of everything I’ve lost....

31 Years of Love....

31 Years of Love....

Happy 31st anniversary, my love. 🤍🕊️ Even though you are no longer here on earth to celebrate with me, my heart still overflows with a love that will never fade....

31 Years of Love....

Happy 31st anniversary, my love. 🤍🕊️ Even though you are no longer here on earth to celebrate with me, my heart still overflows with a love that will never fade....

Nine Months....

Nine Months....

Nine months… how can it be nine months? Yet, it feels like nine years. 274 days. And in those 274 days, there has not been a single one that isn’t...

Nine Months....

Nine months… how can it be nine months? Yet, it feels like nine years. 274 days. And in those 274 days, there has not been a single one that isn’t...