I am beginning to get a litle accustomed to being a widow. After having gone through the first few weeks of pretty much grief and disbelief, I am now beginning to realize there is nothing that is going to be the same in my life. My sister Norma Jean came to be with me for a week, which was helpful in a helpless situation. I cannot really function very well, but I thought maybe it would help to try to reach out to my other family, the virtual one which you are a part of. I will try to write in here as I am able.
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| Black box with my beloved's remains inside |
I received this box from the funeral home, which weighs about eight pounds after cremation. I still don't believe it fully, but I am getting there, slowly. I still awake at night and shout and scream in disbelief. But I am here, and eventually I will be back. I've stopped reading other blogs and feel grateful that I can still feel your love and caring.


