It has been three years since my husband passed away. Three of the most volatile years I’ve ever experienced. I’ve got stories, but dwelling on the past won’t heal this soul. The grieving goes on for quite some time; one has to just get used to the fact that he’s not coming back. Then there’s the question, “OK, what now?”
It has taken me about three years to figure out the “What now?” part. It’s a work in progress. I can honestly say I’m looking forward now – forward to each day, forward to just today, forward to how I can make the best of the rest of my life.
I’m going to start posting again. Not quite sure what direction it will take, but that’s something to look forward to!
I think that all I want to say today is thank you. Thank you to both of my daughters for walking this walk with me. Putting up with me. Listening to me. Guiding me. How funny to see the tables turn. The child teaches the parent. And we move forward…