The incredibly true adventures of a travel loving kid at heart who just became both an MBA and a recent widow. Navigating widowhood is the hardest thing I've ever done. Come along for the bumps in the journey.
4.10.2014
Day 42
A couple of hours ago I had an "oh shit" moment, for lack of a better way to explain it. Like, it just hit me out of the blue that my husband was gone. For real. I have the visions that play in my head sometimes, of finding him passed away, and they cause me crazy anxiety. I guess that's what triggered my sudden panic earlier tonight. I had those visions and then I ended up thinking "how is this my life"? Robert and I had a trip to LA planned for early May. We have tickets to a couple of concerts out there. I'm still going, but it will be by myself. How does that happen? He was finally going to see Los Angeles with me. How did our plans get stolen so quickly?
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