One minute I was smiling, holding hands with my hubby. The next thing he was gone. As suddenly as a cold snap on a warm summer day, my hero, my best mate had died. The shock still lingers but in between the bouts of grief and aching heart, I am noticing myself changing.
Death is not only cruel in that it snatches your loved ones out of your arms, but it forces me to look at myself. To discover who I really am when on my own. It is an interesting, sad, and at times lonely feeling, and yet underneath it, what keeps me going is wondering who I will finally decide to be…I will keep you posted.
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