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94 Days

Yes, I am still counting the days without my Love. The 90-day-ish mark has always been the hardest for me. The loss becomes, shall I say, real. Grief on overdrive. When my sister died 15 years ago, the 90-day mark was the time when I nearly drove over a bridge thinking at least the daunting…

Beautiful Sorrow?

How can sorrow be beautiful? This question has been weighing heavily on my mind lately. My thought processes can be kind of disjointed. But follow along with me on my journey to the realization that sorrow is indeed beautiful: Grief, at least in the beginning, is all-encompassing. My tears flowed freely. I don’t think I…

Moving Forward III

I need to apologize. I was so focused on me, that I didn’t realize how difficult my Love’s death was on everyone else who was touched by his life. His children, my children, sons and daughters in-love, our grandchildren, sisters, brothers-in-law, cousins, nieces, nephews, friends, children of friends, and the list goes on-and-on. Every person who…