Widow Update

It seems like I’ve spent the first year since Steve died either in a daze, taking care of the business of being a widow, or running around frantically doing my best to avoid the reality of being alone. Now I’m home, no trips or adventures on the horizon, and I’m feeling newly overwhelmed by the loss. It’s as if I’ve woken up to my real life. I'm standing at the edge of a great big hole where my husband stood. How do I fill that up.