My most favorite part of being a new widow was when someone asked me if I wished that we’d had children so I’d “have something to remember him by.”

Yes yes yes. All of it. My fiance died 6 weeks before our wedding and I called the wedding dress store to tell them that I wouldn’t be needing the dress because my fiance had died. They asked when I rescheduled the wedding for they asked if I WAS LYING to them and finally asked why I wouldn’t want to just pick up the dress. I finally said, “Look, I can’t marry a dead guy, ok?” They finally got it.

You’ve hit upon the perfect blend of heartbreaking and hilarious…not an easy feat. I passed this on to a number of friends and we’ve all been blown away by your genius writing and your ability to describe feelings that are damn near impossible to put into words. Thank you so much for sharing this. Now, go get yourself a book deal!

OMG, so much this. My husband died six months ago and I was so done with the “but how are you, REALLY?” after about two weeks. And I spend a lot of time thinking wondering if my sense of humor is a bit too intact for a widow, so thanks for letting me know I’m not alone.

Thank you. Thank you for speaking about your experience with death in your own voice (and what an awesome, hilarious voice it is). Your unconventional and bold approach to a topic saturated in pity and sadness is a breath of fresh air.