Betty Auchard - Author, Speaker, Humorist

Betty Auchard - Author, Speaker, Humorist

Betty Auchard

It took Betty Auchard and me months to schedule a “live” meeting, but after reading her book, I didn’t want to miss out on talking to her in person.

I don’t care what age you are…you would want Betty to be your mother, sister, or best friend! She is the perfect combo of intelligence, wit, and a woman with a fabulous twinkle in her eye. For instance, our first meeting had to be postponed because she was injured. Now, I was not happy that she was injured, but really loved the “how” of the injury… Jitterbugging at a Wisconsin jazz festival!

Betty is the author of Dancing in My Nightgown: The Rhythms of Widowhood, a memoir describing how she navigated through her grief after losing her husband of nearly 50 years. Betty was married at 19, had four children, 11 grandchildren, taught art in public school, and became a writer after becoming a widow. She shared stories with her family, her neighbors, submitted them to newsletters, the Chocolate for a Woman’s Soul series of books, newspapers, and various other publications. Betty says that writing was like “talking to paper.” When she was suddenly alone, she found herself journaling on junk and scribbling on scraps like paper napkins and old envelopes. She lovingly placed them in safe places such as the junk drawer, the underwear drawer or behind the sugar bowl. She says, “When you’re grieving, you need someone to let you babble, and you don’t want input…you just need to talk.” So, talk she did, in her own form, on paper. The scraps of paper were transformed into stories and then into her award winning book: Dancing in My Nighgtown.

As well as writing, Betty loves to speak. Well, truer is the fact that she loves to share her stories, so she boned up at Open Mic Nights at the California Writers Club. She says she “lived” for it. She wrote stories just so that she could get up and read them to an audience. One day, a friend commented, “You must be “channeling your grandmother.” Allie Belle Eastburn had been with the Chattauqua movement’s public speaking circuit in 1918. And it’s a good thing, because along with the publication of Dancing in My Nightgown, came the opportunity to speak all over the nation on TV and radio. Her presentations are not structured like a speech. They are more like connecting with friends in the kitchen. She is candid about her personal makeover, dating, becoming her own person. She talks about her kids, grandkids, the carpet man (hmmm), and the joy of feeling alive.

Dancing in My Nightgown is an inspirational and upbeat book about living and thriving. It was penned through pain. But it transcends that pain, utilizing a lot of humor and zest, and it shows that not only does life go on, but that it can be an exciting, passionate life filled with work and people you love.

In 2005, Betty flew to New York to receive an Independent Publishers Award. The message she would present to other 50+ women is…you can do anything you want to do. And it’s never too late to love a computer! Visit Betty at www.dancinginmynightgown.com

2 Comments

Posted by teresa parscal on 08/20 at 08:28 AM

I just wanted to read and talk to other woman that have become widows.  I was with my husband almost 30 years and he died suddenly, part of me went to. Just trying to find ways to get on with my life.

Posted by Betty Auchard on 08/20 at 07:16 PM

Hi Teresa. I can sure feel what you’re going through. Bereavement is a rough journey and it requires that we really do our grief work. It’s the hardest work I ever did in my life and I needed guidance from good people who I admired and trusted to help me get through it. I read books, I belonged to a grief support group (they’re everywhere), and I wrote. I had no idea that writing about my feelings and experiences was actually my tool for healing. I think the important thing is to become proactive in your healing process. Invest your emotional energy in something you love. For some it might be gardening or cooking or helping others. For me it was writing and talking about my feelings to people who allowed me to babble on and on. We have to repeat the same things many times before we grasp the reality of our loss. Writing was like talking to paper. I also tried to give my feelings equal time. I was determined to laugh 50% of the time and I allowed myself to cry 50% of the time. Even so, it takes quite a while to feel normal again as though you’re moving on. And we must move on eventually because each one of us will be able to help someone else.

Teresa, please tell me this: how long ago did you lose your husband?

-- Betty

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