How blessed I am to have been selected as the new facilitator of the Grief Support Group in my community.Yesterday was our first meeting.

I am privileged to have sat in the presence of 22 very courageous women, who felt comfortable enough to share their hearts, tears and hopes in what I hope is a safe place for them. We all (myself included) had really good, love-filled marriages, so I felt comfortable sharing my “mantra” with them…

“It is far better to feel that you lost him too soon; then to feel you were with him too long.”

No matter how long or short it lasts, love is a wonderful thing to have had in one’s life.

Today, January 8th is the anniversary of my husband’s passing.
Ten years.
A decade.
A long, long time…

Although “being married” seems surreal to me now, I know it happened. I have my wedding band neatly tucked away in a safety deposit box, and lots of photographs depicting our almost 29 years together to prove it. What I don’t have is the man I loved & who loved me “even more than that!”

Time has healed a lot, and days actually pass when I don’t think about him (much.) Yet, somehow my personal clock knows when it’s January 8th & I go into a tailspin. How long will it take for the ache in me to completely go away?

The good news is I know tomorrow will be better… January 9th is just another day with no significance.

I was so blessed to be his wife.

Bryna