Sometimes we have to sit back and do some serious reflecting. I am not by any meanings taking away from anyone’s pain. My pain is mine and it’s real. I’m dealing with the grief still of losing my husband while trying to raise four children. I am dealing with a medical condition that is never going to go away and could possibly wheelchair bound me. But I also have the blessing of living. I get that gift. We as widows know how precious that is. Yet sometimes in the darkest moments we forget that we are still here. We get to keep going. It’s hard and just plain sucks at times but we are alive.