It has been a year since Matthew died. I miss everything about him. It’s been too many days without him.
It has been a really long and painful year. Thank you to all those who are helping me through it.
Today I went to the Nelson and saw one of my favorite paintings and one of Matthew’s favorite paintings in the same corner.
Matthew is having a wonderful time in heaven. I just wish I could be with him. Meanwhile, I have to keep going one day at a time.
Please pray for me (but not preachy/ advice-y Bible verses or comments, please) as the winter weather and holidays are also tough hurdles.
For young widows who have lost their husbands, I’ve heard that it’s still going to take another couple years to just feel stable again instead of fragile all the time. I get really scared thinking about all of those days ahead, so hugs and reminders to just take it one day at a time are helpful.
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