I vowed to love you, to honor you, til death do us part. Turns out, I lied. It was the coldest day out of that unseasonably warm...
The day my world shattered
I spent my childhood sketching wedding dresses and dreaming up my future. By 29 years old, I was living the life my nine year old self had planned. And then in an instant, with two small words, life as I knew it was over. My husband was gone and he's never coming back. I live each day navigating the aftermath of loss, the real, the raw, the ugly and the bittersweet.