Morning thoughts I woke up this morning and stretched my hand to the other side of the bed to only feel the mattress instead of you.  And so the day begins again with the heartache of realizing you are ...
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Widow. A few days after my husband’s passing someone told me “well you are a widow now.” I remember thinking, “No, I’m young. We were special. We are still married.” It was so foreign to me. Widow. I refused to ...
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I miss the sounds of Rick. I never thought of myself as an “auditory” person. I’ve always been more visual: I love the written word; I love looking at photographs and art. Yes, I’ve always put music on the top ...
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