Yesterday marked the two year anniversary of the day I lost my husband to depression. It’s the hardest day of the year for me. I miss him always and there are obviously times that are harder than others, like our wedding anniversary, Christmas and birthdays. However while those days bring sadness, it’s his death anniversary that has me…
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What Time Means. And Doesn’t
Today marks 18 months since my husband died. One and a half years. Forever. He was in the Air Force and often went TDY (temporary duty) in our first years together and mostly I didn’t know where he was during those times and would watch the news to maybe figure it out. But he was never gone for more than a few weeks at a time and then he’d be…
Two Years
March 1 will mark 2 years since my beautiful life ended.The life I loved.The life where my best friend did everything with me.The life where beautiful things were abundant and not edged with sadness. The life where I felt safe and loved and content and happy.Two years since that awful day. Last year, there were lots of people around me on that…