Grief. Love. Magic. A new road. A new life~

No Questions. No Answers~

What I have come to understand about grief and widowhood and the struggles that come with it.


Not much.


Except that it has the power to eat you up and spit you out, sweating and breathing hard on the other side. When you get to the other side, and it’s anybody’s guess as to when that might happen. There is no timeline for any of this, as I’ve heard repeatedly over the 4 years and 10 months since Chuck’s death.

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This One isn't for You, if You're Offended by the F Word~

Fucking widowhood
Fucking life without him
Fucking heaviness
Fucking memories of you dying
Fucking bed sores
Fucking hole in the base of your spine where the tumor ate through your body
Fucking having to live without you every damn day

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Just me, trying to figure this shit out, after the firestorm of my beloved husband's death~
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