Life is a merry-go-round.
I’m just riding it until I fall down.

 

I’ve learned that widowed status does not create saints or good people.

 

Good people aren’t created from loss. They can be, but the choice is always available every second of every day. It’s not loss that makes us good or bad people. It’s our choices.

 

We can use that to support and love others, or we can use that to tear others down and become a destructive force that hinders others from healing, but most especially including ourselves.

 

Plato said it best, “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”

 

We are battling, and we are all fighting a hard battle, whether that be widowhood or the frustrations of life in general.

 

Be kind. To others. But especially to yourself.