Becoming Me Wendy's Blog

As time got closer, Rick stopped communicating with me or anyone. He was so broken hearted. He wasn’t ready to be done with this...

Today as I tap into my memories of those last months with Rick in the little rental house on Kingston Highway in Rome, Georgia, I just...

I have spoke of my dad not being in my life very much. But he did show up during an extremely difficult time to help me. I am truly...

When I considered what I should share next about my journey, I heard “bird watching.” During those now moments back then in 1997, when I...

Back in April of 1997, my sister Kathy and brother Jimmy shared a house together with their families in Silver Creek not far from my...

On July 29, 1997 James Ricky Holderfield took his last breathe in the body known as Rick or as some lovingly called him “Yank.” Rick...

I was thinking maybe it would be awesome to share some good memories about Rick and our life together since I have shared so much of the...

It’s really difficult to try and recall the time after the hospital stay and his diagnosis. Rick was never the same. He barely spoke...

Now it began all the testing to see what kind of cancer Rick had, had it spread other places, and was this spot on his lung cancer? This...

Please don’t be concerned or worry for me. I am not depressed. I am actually the opposite. I have extreme joy and happiness in my...

Little did I know I was at the ending of one major part of my life. I call it now the first third of my life. I got back into the...

We put our things in storage while we looked for a place to live after we moved back to Rome, Ga. We were blessed to have good friends...

It has been over six weeks since I have written any blogs. I actually barely slept any in the month of June. I got maybe 2 hours a...

I know I have shared the reoccurring theme of creating chaos in my life when things were going good. Well you might know that’s what...

After my personal leave helping mother recover from her stroke, I returned to work in the Kennesaw office with BellSouth. I was there at...

Mourning the Mother Would

Well I was led to go back to my personal life stories today. After spending two years as an Assistant Manager in Customer Service with...

I take you back now to the fall of 1993. It’s in the middle of the night and I can’t sleep. Rick is in the bed sleeping peacefully. I...

So much was happening in my life at this current period in Savannah/Richmond Hill during the fall of 1993 to bring me to know that I had...

I remember it just like it was yesterday! I was so excited and so were the boys. In the elevator and the car we were singing the song...