Well, I've made it through most of the second set of holidays. Charlies birthday would have been Jan,6th. He would have been 64. That's the end of the biggies till May which will be Mothers Day, my birthday and would have been our 46th anniversary.
There are days I don't think I'll ever be really happy again. Then there are days I believe I've put my grief behind me. Oh what pranksters our minds are. It's different day to day, week to week, month to month.
I am resolved to not let my widowhood define who I am. I am resolved to be a strong woman, independent and resourceful.