What Is A Widow

Good evening.Tuesday blog. I do not like my new title. I have avoided it as much as I can. My profiles say wife widow. I really loved being a wife. Especially to Denny. He loved my pancakes with bacon. He liked cereal to. One of the hardest parts of this whole widow thing, how do you go from 500 to 0 in a blink! 45 years I lived with him. To talk to, to pray with, to share advice, a meal together everyday, until retirement, when he became ill, three meals a day. To smell his clothes everyday, to kiss and be kissed, say and hear, good night, I love you. Little things, that countless people take for granted, myself included! Denny worked right up until he got sick. He did not see a day of not working. It was the norm for him. You understand what I am saying! One day they are there and the next, gone. I don’t just miss him, I miss the whole thing of our marriage and what it brought to us. My life changed instantly. Everything together, became only one. The whole world shutting down has not helped! It just shows me, as hard as all of this is, it would be a lot harder without God in my life. His love, promises and protection are all I need. He proves it to me every day. Hold tight to what you have. I can’t even describe how much it hurts! It hurts just to call myself a widow. God is good! Good night. God bless!❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️