Step into the emotional journey of a widower's child's wedding day, where the question arises: should his loving girlfriend join the family in their cherished wedding photos? My latest Widower Wednesday video has the answer.
Cake vs. Pie: A Poem
Cake vs. Pie: A Poem
There are two deserts of which to partake.
On right hand is pie, on the left hand: cake.
Which one is better? I'm not going to lie,
When given the choice, I'll always pick pie.
From pumpkin to apple, to rhubarb and more,
Each slice contains flavors that you can't ignore.
From the crust to the filling, pie’s a true work of art,
Every bite is a journey, straight to your heart.
Cake is so shallow. It's all about show.
Just slap on some frosting and it's good to go.
Cake’s also is messy. It leaves crumbs everywhere,
But pie holds its filling, with special, loving care.
Cake comes in a box. It’s dry and a bore,
While pie's bold flavors, leave you wanting more.
Cake’s made from sponge, and overly sweet,
But pie's tender crumb is pleasant to eat.
Pie's not only yummy, it's also quite smart,
The number 3.14, plays that part.
For those who believe that cake still has merits,
Remember that pie’s never been made with carrots
So, when you’re deciding which one to pick,
Choose the humble dessert with a heartwarming kick,
For its depth, its flavors, and its artful creation,
Pie is the winner, without hesitation.
— Abel Keogh
5/20/2023
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The Solo Dad Podcast
Just released: I'm a guest on the latest episode of The Solo Dad podcast about dating after loss and how to build a successful Chapter 2. Listen or find various links to the podcast here.
Trust Your Gut
Too many widows, widowers, and those who are dating them ignore gut feelings in matters of the heart? What's the result of ignoring these feelings? My latest Widower Wednesday video has the answer.
A Mother's Love: A Poem by Abel Keogh
A Mother's Love
In every heart, a mother's love takes root,
A steadfast presence that bears eternal fruit,
Her touch, a grace that soothes the deepest pain,
Her words, a light that guides through life's terrain.
Her love, a wing that shelters from life's gale,
And lifts us up to heights where we prevail,
A bond that holds us close and ever near,
And brings more joy with every passing year.
Abel Keogh
May 13, 2023
Upon Seeing Julianna: A poem by Abel Keogh
Upon Seeing Julianna
From the depth of my heart does love arise,
A flame that burns with an eternal fire,
For you are fairer than the morning skies,
And my whole soul to your beauty aspire.
No fate can dim the light within my heart,
For you are my sunshine, my life's very start.
— Abel Keogh
May 6, 2023
Are Widowers More Likely to Die After Their Wife Dies?
According to a recent article, losing a spouse makes men 70% more likely to die within a year. Is that true? If so, what's the reason. Abel Keogh talks about the study, how men grieve, and some widower psychology 101.
The Runner: A poem by Abel Keogh
The Runner
Amidst the clamor and the fray,
The runner emerges to start his day,
For in the act of running, he does find,
A respite from life and peace of mind.
His face to the wind, his back to the sun,
He presses forward, his journey begun,
Heart and lungs find their steady pace,
And worries fade as he starts the race.
With a rhythm to follow, a beat to keep,
His breathing is steady, his strides so steep,
Each step a note, music in flight,
Rhythm in motion, a glorious sight.
For the runner knows with every mile,
There’s sense of self, a reason to smile,
A discipline, a purpose, a journey to pursue,
A life moving forward, a dream come true.
— Abel Keogh
4/29/2023
A Dance of Wings
A Dance of Wings
Love is a fierce and fickle thing,
A tempestuous storm, a dance of wings,
But in her eyes, I found my home,
A love so true, no more to roam.
— Abel Keogh
4/22/23
