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This was the day my life as I knew it came to an end.  My husband of almost 15 years died in my arms on Easter Sunday.  I had no idea what I was going to do having to raise three young boys ages 11, 10 and 9 all on my own.  

That day I lost my best friend, my future, and myself.  I had no idea how to navigate through the grief I was just handed and set out to find my way.  I tried so many things to help heal my broken heart and learned so much along the way. 

 I am still traveling down this path of solo parenting; navigating this new world on my own.  I found writing helped me a great deal in this process.  It has allowed me to express my thoughts and feelings, and process through my grief.  The more I wrote, the better I felt.  I started writing for me, but it has grown over the years and now I am writing for you.  Maybe somewhere in my journey of widowhood and solo parenting, you can find a morsel of hope and a little grace for yourself.  This isn't an easy road to travel, but it is way less lonely when we do it together.