Archive - She Lived

Five Years Again

The bitter part

Dec 1, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

November 2023

What is a normal life, and do I even want one?

Nov 3, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

June 2023

Yesterday, my late husband’s youngest sister was married. In the same park, under the same tree, just shy of thirteen years from when he and I were…

Jun 4, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

May 2023

Nora McInerny: The Patron Saint of Young Widows

I can’t remember the first time I stumbled across the name, Nora McInerny, but it was most likely during one of my all night google search parties…

May 24, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

The Power of Lived Experience

I have a long personal history with self-doubt and insecurity. I am victimized by imposter syndrome and I dare to play the comparison game where I am…

May 21, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

Diamonds in the Rough

May 10, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

It just might save your life.

May 2, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

April 2023

Sometimes You Have to Run

In February of 2012, when my husband was diagnosed with a grade III astrocytoma, we had some time. His prognosis was 5 to 7 years. Most people with…

Apr 27, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

My name is Lindsey. I am a mom, a nurse, a remarried widow, and a self-love warrior. I write about healthcare, nursing, grief and loss, widowhood…

Apr 14, 2023 •

Lindsey Johnson

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