I got on the phone with him and just hearing his voice made me feel a little better. It was like talking to my past when life was simple and we were high school sweethearts.
Author Stacy Feintuch
How bad can bad get? When your husband dies and 17 days later you lose power for almost a week, it’s pretty damn bad. These were the worst days.
Little by little I started to not even ask what was going on concerning finances.
I knew that he was taking care of things.
I felt like I wasn’t really there, that this wasn’t really happening. Logically, I knew it was but it felt almost as if I was watching a bad movie that I was starring in.
How do I begin this widow blog?
Since I am the biggest fan of “The Sound of Music”, Julie Andrews is in my head singing “let’s start at the very beginning…” so that’s what I will do. Although I guess this could be considered both a beginning and an end…