Alissa’s husband died on October 10th, 2021. She made sure the following year was well-documented on Facebook, but hoped to one day abandon the platform while still leaving behind a digital footprint of her life for her children. Here you will find a brief introduction to her husband and family, the story of that terrible loss, her recovery, and a play-by-play of the people who joined her along the way. With authentic Facebook posts, personal journal entries, and photos, she takes her readers through that challenging first year. Then she invites us to laugh (and sometimes cry) as she moves on to juggle dating woes, major health setbacks, child rearing ridiculousness, and valiantly wields her sheer grit and determination in order to figure out how to be a satisfied single mom… in a world of “happy” couples.
I always thought of widows as “a slightly more tragic version of a divorcee,” for they have endured the unceasing form of abandonment. Death. With a divorce there is always a chance for a miracle, the hope of reconciliation, even if one partner swears they will never return. A widow may never escape on such wings of hope. Her reality is a permanent alteration that tears the fabric of her life in two. For her, there will only ever be her life in three phases: her life before him, her life after him, and that hazy wonder in the middle that was the time they spent together.
Alissa Andrews
TheWidowAndrews.com 