Living in the “after”

I am living in the days after my best-friend /companion /confidant/ lover/ soulmate/ husband left his wrecked body behind, and moved into the the afterlife,¬†joining¬†his father and others he loved who had gone on before him. Its an unbelievable, unreal place to be--living without his shining eyes, his smile, even his pain and suffering, which … Continue reading Living in the “after”