Welcome to the sorority that we never want to be a part of – widowhood.

 I have been a widow for 8 years.  It happened quite suddenly and unexpectedly.  My husband was the fit one, the younger one, the one that was supposed to out live me.  He died in his sleep at age 26 due to atherosclerosis – blockage of the arteries.  We had just bought our first house two months before.  I was living in Florida working at an advertising agency at the time.  Not knowing what to do and feeling numb I stayed in Florida and at my job.  I wasn’t ready to let go neither of the hope nor of our new home.  I continued to live in Florida and work at the agency for about another six years. While I learned to like advertising, it wasn’t my passion, the passion I saw in others with whom I worked.  I knew in order to move forward, I had to leave and search for my passion.  That’s what lead me to South Carolina.  I decided to go back to school.  Unlike most widows, I was without children so I only had me and my pets to worry about.  Two and half years later I’m one semester away from graduating.  It’s taken a lot for me to get to this point.  It’s not easy and there are a lot of tears along the way. Thankfully for my friends, family, and faith I continue to move forward.

Whether you are new to our sisterhood or been in it a while, I hope you find this as a place to meet women and discuss what has helped, what hasn’t, your successes, your failures or any topic you feel should be discussed in this forum.