These past few months have been both beautiful and difficult for me. March was the 1st anniversary of my husband’s death. We celebrated him with a Mass and a visit to the cemetery.
April was my birthday. My sons all spoiled me. And May 12th is Mother’s Day. My boys and their families are taking me out to eat. I received flowers today from one of my sons. It was one of the most beautiful bouquets I have ever seen.
On Father’s Day I will visit the cemetery. July will be our anniversary and I will visit him then. And everyday I talk to him and tell him I love him.
My husband has passed away. But he is not gone. He is living in my heart and memories. He is living in my children and grandchildren. He is present in all of our celebrations together. There are always reasons to celebrate my husband’s life. Always reasons to thank God for him.
Oh, the tears still come, of course. They probably always will. But, along with the tears, comes gratitude and the knowledge that I am loved by my family and friends.
And by God.
And so I know I am never alone.
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