Anniversaries…We Make the Meaning

This past weekend was the 10th anniversary of my late husband’s death.  I had chosen to mark what felt like a significant milestone by leading a team in the Beverly Hills Relay for Life on April 30th. It didn’t stop May 7th from coming though perhaps I had hoped...

The Final Tally

In the darkest moments of grieving the loss of my husband, the only light I could find was the tiniest pinprick far out on the horizon. When I followed the fragile beam of that light, it led me to the answer to one of life’s biggest questions…why am I here? Why had I...

Discovery Through Recovery

When Gary was diagnosed there were a lot of uncertainties. Perhaps the only sure thing was that the outcome would be either he would recover or he would die…not that we ever spoke this directly. It was the proverbial elephant in the room…the thing we dare...

Faith, Love & Letting Go

After finalizing plans for how and where I would let go of Gary’s wedding ring on my trip to Kathmandu, we wove through throngs of people and lazy cows who had supreme right of way. As we entered the temple at Boudhanath, the smell of incense filled the air,...

Letting Go in Kathmandu

It was February of 2007.  Four years had passed since I ran from the wreckage of widowhood in Los Angeles.  In my native Toronto, people knew the Tambre who loved life, not the Tambre who sometimes wished for the numbness of death.  I’d left Los Angeles hoping to heal...
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