Parenting After Widowhood

I awake every morning to a new me. And I’m not afraid of it, but I’m new.

My brain is new. My heart is new. The trauma that has occurred in my life and body has created a new person, a new version. A person whom I love, but I don’t quite understand yet. While I’m out there figuring out who I am and what I want, God has brought so many people into my life to walk beside me. People who want nothing in return.

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