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death, grieving, and other sh#t we don't talk about

 
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You're probably asking yourself….

“What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

I asked myself the very same question a thousand times on this grief journey. If you found me, then you did it. You found step one. This is a place for resources, guidance and a little tough love. If you’re anything like me, you hit the ground running, but don’t know which direction to run in. That’s why I’m here, to show you the way.

We’ll talk about the technical how-to of dealing with death from ground zero and all it encompasses. You will learn about everything from planning a funeral, to signing up for survivor benefits, even to getting your own affairs in order, as well as dealing with support persons who are less than supportive…

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On Tuesdays We Wear Black Kate Mollison

My name is Kate Mollison and I am a widow

I am not a therapist, I’m not a financial advisor or an estate planner. What I am is a widow. That is the key component that qualifies me to do this work; I live this life everyday. I was thrown into widowhood unexpectedly and initially struggled to keep my head above water. 2 years after his death, I was able to begin bringing the ugly truth that is grief out of the shadows. We all expect to “get over it” when someone dies, but the fact is, we don’t, we adapt. Death and grief (and everything in between) are not talked about openly, and I’m here to change that. I understand that each story is different but the theme is the same, Grieving is hard and dealing with it in a society that’s wildly unprepared to support the grieving is even harder. They say it takes a village to raise a child, I believe the same to be true when it comes to death, Let’s build that village together.

 My story is not a simple one, or a short one but, I consider myself one of the lucky ones. People always look at me like I’m crazy when I say that in relation to being widowed. Simply put, I had the greatest gift life could have given me. I was happily married to my soul mate for 7 incredible (short) years. Craig and I had started to build the life of our dreams; we had 2 beautiful children, were living in our dream house and both were making great strides in our careers. More importantly, for the first time in my life, I felt safe.

Our love story is a storied tale all its own, and for those who already know it, know that the kind of love Craig and I shared was something you only see in movies. (but that’s a story for another time and a different blog). I don’t tell you this to make comparisons, but I think in order to understand why I’m doing this work, you must have context and insight into where I come from. After all, without great love, we would not experience immense loss. Grief, in my mind, is just a continuation of the love we didn’t get to give while they were living.

The story of his death is no less complex. I’ve told the narrative so objectively at least a thousand times by now, becoming an expert at rapidly and concisely relaying each dot on the timeline. I really only publicly shared the emotional retelling in a Facebook live video on the one year anniversary.  But I’m ready to share my story with you here.

Craig died of medical negligence. It was completely avoidable, purely accidental, and it absolutely devastated me…