This is Quinn , my fur baby.
This is another picture of me about to go run errands.
Long Road Home
It's been awhile since starting this blog and then not writing in it since. I guess it's a slow start. Life as a widow is hard. Life as a newly retired widow is even harder. I am struggling to find my way. The hardest part of getting older to me is the loss we experience. Not just the loss of my husband , but of many co-workers , friends , relatives. I lost a very good friend to covid. I lost most of my uncles and aunts , grandparents , parents in the last 10 years. I am an only child so no siblings to share all this with. I am struggling with all this loss. I have my faith to help me because I am a Christian and believe in an afterlife. I believe I will see my loved ones again someday. The hardest one of these losses was my husband , Steve. He was my best friend and confidant. We could talk about anything and we were very supportive to one another. The void I feel after losing him is huge. Becoming a widow is gut-wrenching because you are still in love with your...
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