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My hubby was taken from me 10 years ago.  We went out on a date night.  A deranged man entered the restaurant and attacked a pregnant waitress.  I jumped up, then George did.  He was over my left shoulder.  We stood together to change the outcome of that night. George was killed in the process.   I saved the waitress, George saved everyone else.  An off-duty deputy saved me. In the months after a very public murder, I stood strong during the day and crashed on the floor of my kitchen every night.  George's best friend got me thru the worst of it.  There were days I couldn't enter our home. Hours sitting in my car in the garage, afraid to enter the home again without him. To see our dogs we called our kids...alone. they didn't know what to do without Dad.  It was all on me.  I lost my job due to PTSD. A combined income of $180k reduced to $25k in disability.  The mental hit was hard!  I promised George the night he died,  I would figure it out! I was always strong, resourceful and stubborn.   Grief takes it toll. Love shines through it all.  I live every day of my life to make George proud.   Proud to be my husband, proud of his wife, proud to show I can still do it. I'm not the woman I was when we were married.  Shes gone.   I have CPTSD, anxiety,  ADHD a, social anxiety and stress.  I no longer recognize the powerhouse I was before.  I do know the woman I am now.  I want beauty, peace and a sanctuary for myself and my grandkids. (4 n 7, who never got to see George, but we talk about him.all the time).  We can deal with grief. We can accept loss. We should never forget and always try to make them proud of us.  George would be miserable if I was sad all the time.  I believe, being happy in what my life is...keeps him close to me.  I hope all of you can find peace and recognize the joy you had in life, and bring happiness for all left living.  It's not easy, but we can do it. George was 56 when he died.  I was 49.  We celebrated our last night of our age, like New Years out with the old, in with the new.  Tonight, is my last night of 59.  Tomorrow, I will have lived 4 years longer than he did and 10 years alone.  May my next decade be filled with PEACE.
My hubby was taken from me 10 years ago. We went out on a date night. A deranged man entered the restaurant and attacked a pregnant waitress. I jumped up, then George did. He was over my left shoulder. We stood together to change the outcome of that night. George was killed in the process. I saved the waitress, George saved everyone else. An off-duty deputy saved me. In the months after a very public murder, I stood strong during the day and crashed on the floor of my kitchen every night. George's best friend got me thru the worst of it. There were days I couldn't enter our home. Hours sitting in my car in the garage, afraid to enter the home again without him. To see our dogs we called our kids...alone. they didn't know what to do without Dad. It was all on me. I lost my job due to PTSD. A combined income of $180k reduced to $25k in disability. The mental hit was hard! I promised George the night he died, I would figure it out! I was always strong, resourceful and stubborn. Grief takes it toll. Love shines through it all. I live every day of my life to make George proud. Proud to be my husband, proud of his wife, proud to show I can still do it. I'm not the woman I was when we were married. Shes gone. I have CPTSD, anxiety, ADHD a, social anxiety and stress. I no longer recognize the powerhouse I was before. I do know the woman I am now. I want beauty, peace and a sanctuary for myself and my grandkids. (4 n 7, who never got to see George, but we talk about him.all the time). We can deal with grief. We can accept loss. We should never forget and always try to make them proud of us. George would be miserable if I was sad all the time. I believe, being happy in what my life is...keeps him close to me. I hope all of you can find peace and recognize the joy you had in life, and bring happiness for all left living. It's not easy, but we can do it. George was 56 when he died. I was 49. We celebrated our last night of our age, like New Years out with the old, in with the new. Tonight, is my last night of 59. Tomorrow, I will have lived 4 years longer than he did and 10 years alone. May my next decade be filled with PEACE.

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