I woke up way too early for a Saturday morning and decided to blog. After writing and editing my work I tried to publish it. For some reason my iPhone wouldn't cooperate, so I got my trusty iPad and installed my blog app. I reread a bunch of old posts written the year after my first husband had died. I've certainly come a long way from those days. I am not ministering to very many people, I've remarried, and life has changed so much.
I remember feeling so lost after Jeff died, so very alone. I no longer suffer from night terrors. I still have no idea what my future holds. I am adjusting to marriage with a man very different from my first husband, and I have joy in small ways more often than not.
I think blogs are a lot like selfies, but more drawn out than a mere photo. Oddly, I don't enjoy taking photos of myself to share with the world, but writing about the internal issues I have dealt with in the process of living is another issue entirely. I'm an introvert with sporadic attacks of extroversion. That's what I will call it. Why I'm ok sharing intimate truths about myself is beyond my comprehension, but here I am compelled to do so?!
I'm hoping to be able to do this on a more regular basis. I know there are oodles of widows out there who are in various stages of widowhood. Perhaps something I post will help one of them. Being a widow is common, but it isn't an easy experience by any means. If you've found this blog and you're a widow, please respond. Share your thoughts if you will? Thank you.
Love never fails...
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