It can’t be easy to be married to a widow.

Anyone who has experienced deep grief knows that it doesn’t take a year, or even ten years to mourn the loss of a loved one.  This type of profound grief changes you at your core. It becomes a part of you, and the impact will last a lifetime. I am still so new in my grief journey. Although I am moving forward, I still have a long ways to go, and so much healing that needs to take place.

He doesn’t understand how I feel. But he hurts with me anyways.

He holds me when I cry at night.

He takes over when it is all just too much.

He helps my children remember their daddy in heaven.

He reminds me that life is beautiful, and of how much I have to look forward to.

He tells me every day how lucky he is to have me, and just how long he has waited for me to come into his life.

He adores my children. They are his now too.

He reads stories, changes diapers, gives shoulder rides, kisses little foreheads, and makes pancakes on Saturday mornings.

He loves me through my pain, and helps pick up the broken pieces of my heart.

As much as I ache for our loss, I am equally as thankful for him.

He was meant to be ours.



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