A YOUNG WIDOW'S GRIEF JOURNAL
In early grief, my only question was how to stop the pain. There were times I thought I was crazy and the only proof I had otherwise was a handful of widow friends. Later, I worried how long past the traditional mourning deadline the grief would last. Grief has been a non-linear journey that no longer overwhelms me yet has become a part of who I am.
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
2 Years, 1 Month - Wishing You Were Here
Summer is coming. I am still on the beach in Maui. You would love to snorkel here. I dream of you and me riding your bee yellow motorcycle to the beach. Holding my arms around your belly, smiling.
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