My husband is gone. Not gone like he stepped out to pick up some milk at the grocery store. Not gone like working the night shift. Not gone like on a fishing trip with his buddies. Not even gone like staying elsewhere for a while as we try to figure out whether our relationship is still worth fighting for. Gone like…gone…. To read full article, click here.

Categories: Bereavement, Grief, Loss, Widowhood • Tags: Grief Awareness, Hope for Widows Foundation, Hope Sisters, life after loss