• Portrait of Marjorie Brimley DC widow blogger
    New Perspectives

    After a Year

    I got involved with the Hot Young Widows Club about a month after Shawn died. It is a place where widows of all backgrounds can share their most raw emotions and daily experiences (and contrary to the name, there is no litmus test to get in!) I found it comforting that other people struggled with similar issues that I faced and I often found myself scrolling through its newsfeed at night. But there was one thing that made me nervous about what I read there. Sometimes I would see a comment about how the second year after loss can be more difficult than the first year. Eventually, I discovered this…

  • DC widow blog writer Marjorie Brimley looks into the eyes of her late husband Shawn
    Missing Shawn

    Last Night

    I felt the hair on his face brush up against my cheek. He pulled back for a minute and looked at me. I could see the lines around his eyes crinkle up into a slight smile. Then he closed his eyes and kissed me really slowly. His arms, strong and twice as big as my own, were wrapped around me. I was so happy. Blissfully happy, like that kind of happy you feel when a child is born or you have that first kiss with someone you know you’ll be with forever. But after that moment came confusion. Why was I so happy? He looked at me, and then I…

  • Wedding ring of Marjorie Brimley DC widow blog writer that was remade into a cocktail ring
    New Perspectives

    The Ring

    I took it off for the first time as an experiment. Since the day I was married, I wore my wedding ring constantly.  I know many people take their rings off every night but that wasn’t me.  I knew if I took my ring off, I’d lose it.  So no matter where I was – the pool, the gym, the sink, the bed – I kept my wedding ring on. As we gained financial stability, Shawn would ask me if I wanted a “nicer” ring someday.  “No!” I always told him, emphatically.  I loved that ring.  “I don’t want a new ring,” I’d say to him.  “This is the ring…

  • Hospital corridor and beam of light representing DC widow blogger Marjorie Brimley seeing death
    New Perspectives

    Thestrals

    After years of reading terrible books like Captain Underpants, Austin finally showed interest in starting the Harry Potter series. A few months ago, we began reading the first book, and we’ve progressively moved through the story. It’s a compelling one, with characters and themes that are far beyond those easily understandable by a 7-year-old. One of the magical creatures that appears in the series is a thestral. I had to actually look up the definition of this bat-like, horse-shaped creature online, and once I did I remembered that it was a special kind of supernatural being: the thestral is only visible to people who’ve seen someone die and accepted that…

  • House in Southern California near where the DC widow Marjorie went to collge
    Things That Suck

    Lullaby

    A few months before my mom died, I broke up with my first boyfriend (who I’ll call Steve in this post.) Steve was good to me, and we were in love – at least in that way that 19-year-olds without a care in the world can be. But I had dated him since high school, and we both wanted to see who else was out there. I spent the summer that followed our break-up working at an amazing summer camp, Bruin Woods, and I met all sorts of new people. One of those new people I met was James. James worked as the camp’s fisherman, taking people out on early…