Tomorrow will be five weeks since Jordan died. It will also be the one year anniversery of the seizure that first introduced me to the unraveling of an otherwise perfect life. Obviously, I am not looking forward to going to work tomorrow. (sigh)
I am not sure if I will actually keep up with this blog or not. Probably not. But if I do I am hoping maybe it will bw of some use to someone. Whenever we were in hospice, I was surprised to find a major lack of support or info for young widows. I found nothing in my state, and not much more online. So maybe if I actually stick with this blog it will be a resource for someone.
I am not sure if I will actually keep up with this blog or not. Probably not. But if I do I am hoping maybe it will bw of some use to someone. Whenever we were in hospice, I was surprised to find a major lack of support or info for young widows. I found nothing in my state, and not much more online. So maybe if I actually stick with this blog it will be a resource for someone.
I am 20 years old. Married to my childhood sweetheart for alittle over a year. We had 4 healthy months together before we found the cancer. Rare. Incurable. Quick. Devistating.
So after a year of watching my best friend die alittle every day, I find myself alone... Without a clue as to what to do next.
