Well, I survived! The first anniversary of the most miserable day of my life… the day I lost him, my love, my best friend, my everything. So I am determined I’m going to celebrate life more… that the second year is going to be the year when I focus on figuring out what’s next, and who I am when I’m no longer wife to my wonderful husband. I’m really thinking positive thoughts… starting to ask questions… making plans to return home. It’s going to get easier, right? Then I get the message from HER on FB Messenger. I have a kindred spirit… a sorority sister who reached out to me as another “cancer wife”. I don’t hear from her often, but when I do, man is it ever poignant! Her message today is simple… “I’m crying for you. I know you want me to tell you it gets better… and it does. But it gets WORSE before it gets better.” So I’m awake again, when I should be sleeping, trying to process that message. I had told myself that I was going to close this page down after the one year anniversary, but I’m afraid to do that now. All of your prayers, concerns, well-wishes and affirmations have made me stronger. I know the numbers are not there the way they once were. But those of you still here have become my rock, and I thank God for each and every one of you. The memories that you guys shared of Tim made yesterday so much more beautiful, and I will treasure them as I treasure you!