The yoke of my sorrow is a gaping, vast void as I yearn for my husband. The ripple effect for me has caused trauma, sleepless nights, spiraling health issues, doubt, frustration and a profound sense of sadness. As I strive ...
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During this Thanksgiving Eve as I am preparing for our family dinner, I am once again, reminded that “us” no longer exists in this realm of life. My husband isn’t helping me make the stuffing, peeling the potatoes, mischievously kissing ...
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When I was 10 years old, I started playing the flute and piano. Oh, how I hated to practice, but after a few years, I came to enjoy it a bit more. I played my flute (and piano) through college ...
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Shortly after my husband died, I clearly remembered an experience he related to me years ago. He was a child at church class and was asked to give the class roll to an adult. He left his classroom and tracked ...
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Note: This was originally posted in April 2013 at FunHasArrived.com FHA stands for "Fun Has Arrived", my husband's self-given nickname. Last week, I moved my wedding band from my left ring finger to my right ring finger. For many, this ...
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As we all know, Pinterest (and Wikipedia) are the sources of all truth. If it is written there, then it is real. While I was in Pinterest, pinning things I want others to make for me(!) I found a sentence: ...
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