Not a great day. Woke up and everything feels off; another day where I forgot for a minute he was dead.
Not quite like pudding-brain, but close. Walking through oatmeal; invisible resistance.
No comments really needed.
This is Widowhood at 26 years old.
I wish I had more to say.
My TimeLord has two hearts
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- scotvixen
- Tempe, AZ, United States
- I'm a 26 year old former Caregiver. This is my voice to talk about my life- mostly about learning to live now. My husband was diagnosed in November 2009 with Glioblastoma Multiforme- terminal brain cancer. He was only 25 and I had literally just turned 23. He fought hard for almost 3 years before he passed away September 2012, just a month after turning 28. This was my blog about our life. This is still my space to find Hope. This is now my public battle to show what life is like as a 25 year old Widow.
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