I think one of the most difficult parts about becoming a widow (besides the obvious), especially in the beginning, is the process of coming to terms with the fact that the unthinkable is not only thinkable, but it has happened… ...
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It was a steamy July day in 1997 when my husband put my wedding ring on the third finger of my left hand. We were in a small wedding chapel surrounded by ten attendants comprised of our children, relatives, and ...
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Lately I can not escape the magnificence of the sunrises and sunsets. I wake up to gorgeous red and pink rays streaming through my plantation shutters. Invariably, wherever I am, at the end of the day, the sky is on fire.  I ...
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