<p>I did a lot of coming out of the clouds this year.  Don't get me wrong, it is still hard. I am still tired. I still miss him.  But, I am starting to find myself again.</p>

I did a lot of coming out of the clouds this year. Don't get me wrong, it is still hard. I am still tired. I still miss him. But, I am starting to find myself again.

<p>I did a lot of coming out of the clouds this year. &nbsp;Don't get me wrong, it is still hard. I am still tired. I still miss him. &nbsp;But, I am starting to find myself again.</p>

I was 29 I was in Love I was Widowed

I was a 29 year old mother of three who had spent eleven years with my love. I was widowed. This diary begins five years after his death. I hope I captured the memories of the journey. The lessons. The joy. The sadness. The humor.  The faith. The hope.

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I was a 29 year old mother of three who had spent eleven years with my love. I was widowed. This diary begins five years after his death. I hope I captured the memories of the journey. The lessons. The joy. The sadness. The humor. The faith. The hope.

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I was 29 I was in Love I was Widowed

I was 29 I was in Love I was Widowed