My first thought each day is of him.
And my last thought before I go asleep is also of him.
When he died, a part of me died too.
I never thought I would survive the first day after his death, his funeral, the first week, the first month, Christmas, New Year's, his birthday, my birthday, his angelversary, our wedding anniversary, the entire first year.
But I did.
And with my faith, support of my friends and family, and my desire to discover what my future holds, I will continue to make it.
This journey is difficult.
Some days it's one step forward, two steps back.
But I'm doing the best I can.
And I will make it!!
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