Second Christmas & Widowhood

I made it through my second Christmas without Jim. Last year I was staying with my daughter and her family……this year I awoke in my own home, alone..and you know what? It and I was ok. I enjoyed a quiet cup of coffee before getting ready to head down to my daughters. A start of a new tradition for myself?!?! Maybe. I’m learning to not think to far into the future, instead taking things as they come without to much planning……

My neighbor gifted me a Santa Hat……..

So dressed like a candy cane I headed down to my daughters………I spent the day with these amazing little people……yes my life has changed, but I’m incredibly Blessed.

And though I’m 9 hours or so away from these beautiful people….thankfully there is Marco Polo and FaceTime..

Christmas and widowhood can and is a lonely time. No matter who we are surrounded by, we are missing our partner. But for me, this time of year speaks of love…Jims love was and still is an incredible gift, a gift I was Blessed with. My grief, in its own way, speaks volumes of the love we share. Each tear that falls, is, in its own little way, a tribute to the man I love. So I made it through feeling pretty good actually…my healing is coming in at it’s own pace in its own way……..the journey continues……