Something has shifted; the floodgates have opened.
As a writer, not being able to write has been a block to rebuilding my life after losing my beloved husband. I did not want to accept my new reality. Writing about it would make it real. 😢
So, why write now?
Because widows need to be seen, and heard, and understood, not abandoned. Because now my head is clear, I can focus, I have purpose and, therefore, I have motivation to write.
Another day dawns is about my journey to healing and rebuilding my life after loss as a widow, and, as a medium. Yes, I often fail miserably but, I am nothing if not persistent. I am hoping my persistence pays off this time so I can become financially independent again.
Yes, I am, once again, trying to give myself a reason to get up in the mornings, interact with the world and, hopefully, build a community, while earning a steady income. Now, more than ever, I need to achieve this goal.
With all that said, I’d like to reintroduce myself.
Hi, my name is Lisa Bahr and I am a widow. Seven years and eleven months ago, in December 2016, I lost my beloved husband who was my best friend and greatest supporter. And, even though I am also an evidential medium, intuitive life coach, mother, gamer, former radio show host/producer/writer, job & interview coach, freelance writer/editor/proofreader, personnel recruiter, and, operations manager, I am foremost a widow. I will never NOT be a widow. It is who I am now and I am forever changed by this loss.
I have been trying to find my voice in this new writing venture for a couple of years now, and have found it difficult. Another Day Dawns was the name of my long dormant job and life coaching website and blog where I was a much more cheerful, positive person. I had not yet been traumatized by my husband’s health crisis, his death and the ensuing four years of cruelty that followed in our nation.
You could tell I felt safe. You could tell I had support. You could tell I mattered to someone. Well, that’s changed, and that’s why it’s been so difficult. I am no longer that person. I no longer have that support. I no longer have that friendship to rely on to keep me grounded, comforted, and safe.
At my core, I am the same compassionate, kind and loving woman I’ve always been but I am still grieving, still healing, and to be honest, I need work to help me heal. I need work to help me live. I need work to help me feel useful, confident, a part of society, and that I matter to someone in this world.
The person who mattered the most to me is gone. The person who made me feel like I mattered is gone. If you are a widow, you know exactly what I mean. And, if you are a widow, there’s a very good chance you’ve been abandoned, too. I want you to know: you are not alone on this journey.
My Purpose
Here’s the thing: I do know what I want to do! I want to help people through my writing and my mediumship and intuitive work. I’m hoping to release videos and hold live virtual events for widows and others who are grieving. I want to expand on my abilities, comfort people, give them insights, and hope. And, I want to do this work because it helps me with my grieving. It reminds me that I’m not alone. And this is the message Spirit repeatedly emphasizes during my readings: “You are not alone”.
Even when grief blocks us from sensing their energy and/or recognizing the signs they send us, our loved ones are around us, supporting, encouraging and loving us still, even though they are no longer in physical form. They do witness events in our lives, and, we need this reassurance and comfort. I know I certainly do.
Tapping into the love that is shared with me from Spirit is precious to me and I am honored when someone allows me to connect with their loved ones on the Other Side, as they share personal validations and messages with me. Often, those messages resonate with myself as well.
Plus, I am an extrovert and get energized from my interactions with people, and in this journey with my grief, I have desperately needed that energy, but like the majority of widows, I have been abandoned and isolated. That isolation has drained my energy. It’s been extremely difficult to get motivated to do anything. It’s difficult to draw on reserves you simply do not have. Hey, I need people! I miss helping them! I miss talking to them!
My Ultimate Goal
I also want to help myself and my son, not just survive but thrive, even in a world gone mad. I want to create a safe haven for myself and my son, (especially now), and, frankly, I need money to do that (I have a lot of home repairs that need to be done in a house long neglected). I want to be, and need to be, financially able to do those repairs, so I can make a much-needed move and make a fresh start…somewhere else.
At this time, my ultimate goal is to move back up north. I’m in Florida now and have been here for FAR too long. I miss Autumn and all its colors, and the hush of fallen snow that my son doesn’t remember. We won’t move as far north from whence we came, but far enough to have the four seasons so we can spend more time outside.
For You, My Widowed ‘Sisters’,
I want to share my journey to healing and rebuilding my life after loss in the hopes you will find comfort knowing you are not alone in the challenges widows face in rebuilding your life after loss. We will carry our grief with us forever because our grief is a sign of our love, and our love for our spouses will always be in our hearts.
It is how we carry that grief that evolves. Let’s carry it together until we get to the point where we remember our beloved husbands and partners, with more smiles than tears. That time will come. I promise. I’m there now.
For All My Readers
Another Day Dawns offers all of us, the opportunity for widows to be heard, to be seen, to be understood. By sharing my journey, I also hope to enlighten family members and friends who know a widow in their lives, so they can gain insights on our unique journeys with grief, and how we strive to heal from our losses, so they can discover ways to help us on this traumatic and unwanted journey.
Clue: It’s simpler than you think:
Listen, just listen to us. Our loss, our grief, our love needs to be witnessed. 💜🙏💜
Final Thoughts And Offers
In the future, I will probably be publishing only once a week but, for now, I’ll be posting whenever I feel the need, the nudge to do so. A floodgate has opened. That’s a good thing. It is a release. It is a balancing. It is a leveling.
After this post, I will be turning on “For Paid Subscribers Only” for the rest of my posts. To be able to Comment on any post, you need to be a paid subscriber. Protecting my mental health and yours is critical, and this requirement does that.
Being a Paid Subscriber also gives you access to all of my essays, and access to any future Chats, Live Q&As, and videos. And, if you pay for an annual subscription, you will receive a discount which equals two months free!
Will this endeavor work? I don’t know but it’s worth trying. In discovering all the features, options on this platform for myself and for you, my readers, we’ll figure it all out together!
All of us deserve a meaningful, prosperous life filled with love, hope, and friendship. That’s what I seek to build here, with my writing and my mediumship and intuitive work. I know I deserve that. I know my son deserves that. And, I know you do, too.
Please join me on this journey. I’d really love the company and the support. 💜🙏💜
Thank you for visiting, reading, and subscribing, (whether you’re a free subscriber or a paid subscriber), you matter to me. And, you’re telling me, and all widows, that our voices matter. 💜 🙏 ☮️