For as long as I can remember, I’ve been a night owl. As a child, I relished the long, quiet hours of night when I could get lost uninterrupted in a good book. Curled and cozied up in my bed, ...
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I am only in the beginning of my second year being a widow. The first year is all about the mountain of “firsts” that one has to get through, the obvious ones: first Christmas, Thanksgiving, every other holiday, birthdays, anniversaries. ...
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Love. As famous poet, Alfred Lord Tennyson once said, "Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all". In the past almost ten months, I have battled with this idea. I had felt love. Before ...
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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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