So I took a shower, and got into real clothes and dried my hair, and it didn’t fix a damned thing.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I know her reality could be any one of ours and that possibility rocks me to my core.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I cannot hug her and cry with her and hold her hand.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I’m sitting at home, helpless and tearful and feeling guilty that I dare feel this way when it isn’t even a sliver of the agony she is now and will continue living with.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I’m so incredibly, heart-wrenchingly sad and angry that such a good woman has been submerged in an ocean of immeasurable grief.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I will miss her husband so very much.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And I fear that she is but the first.
A friend of mine was widowed today. And all I can do is let a little piece of my heart break off and find its way to hers.
Beautiful, Kim😘
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I read this when B 1st passed, and thought it amazing. Having just experienced the passing of another friend’s husband, I keep coming back to it. Well done!
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Hi Diane, and thank you so much.
It’s hard to believe it’s been a year since he’s been gone, and what a year it has been. Unfortunately, I, too, have had another friend widowed recently, and my mind reels at the loss of such wonderful men and the heartache their wives are left to carry.
Thank you again for your kind words. Sending love, peace, and hope that warm memories can provide comfort where words cannot.
~ KB
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