I kind of jumped in last time talking about getting out and about, doing some normal things, and trying to move forward. I am going to back up a little bit and tell you what I felt in the beginning. To know the whole story I did write a book, My Loss, God’s Promises. It tells more but I am going to share some of the first days for those who are just beginning this journey.
When I first lost my husband I could barely breathe. I really did not want to breathe but I kept on living. I was angry at God for letting him die. I was disappointed in God by not giving me what I wanted. I hurt. I cried until my head felt like it would explode, took some pills for the pain, and then cried some more.Continue reading