Reality of being a widow at 35
When I was 35 I collapsed to the ground hearing the words he’s GONE. How would I tell our four kids, our youngest only 6 months old. It was by far the hardest thing I have ever had to face and continue to face everyday. It gets easier and you learn to appreciate life moments a little more. Time will pass by that you sit and stay depressed or that you continue living. Finding peace in trying to live my best life and doing things he would of loved. My forever guardian angel!!
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