A new year has begun and I am not going to jump right into the whole “This is going to be my year!” montage. I’m skeptical still, still holding my opinion until at least quarter 2. But I will say that this year I’m going to make it about me. Maybe not a new me but more like a renewed me.
My first year as a widow is behind me and I am getting through the fog of figuring out how to live. Who am I? What do I even like to do? I can’t explain the feeling of total identity crisis when you lose your spouse. I haven’t been a “me” in over 17 years. What does that even look like? Being the only one to make all the decisions. This last year has been a lot of healing and figuring those things out. You can’t just go back to who you were before. That person is gone, she died when my husband died. I don’t even remember the person I was before I met my husband. Even if I did, it’s not early 2000s and I am not a 22 year old girl anymore so we are not starting there.
So where do we start?….books.
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