I have heard it said that everyone has a story that will break your heart.

Well, that includes me.  I have a few, I suppose, but the big one happened only 17 months ago.

You see, January 24^th, 2020, I suddenly lost the love of my life. I was finally given everything I ever hoped for, and he was gone.  Suddenly, unexpectedly, and completely gone.

I walked into his house and found his lifeless body. Every emotion exploded in me all at once.  I remember trying to scream, and a sound came out of me that I have never heard.   How could this be?  I talked to him on the phone that afternoon for 37 minutes and 25 seconds at 1:46 pm for the final time.

I had no idea that would be it.  That would be the end of our life on earth together. It would not be the end of our love story.  True love never dies.

This was day one of my grief journey.

If you are reading this, and are interested in who I am and what I have been through, stick around. These are my experiences.

This is real.  This is raw.  This is grief, joy, love, and the whole damn thing.