I was thinking about all my widowed friends today, hoping that they are remembering to just breathe every day, just take it one step at a time. I was thinking back to the day Troy passed and how I was suddenly thrown into this fog and lost my way. I didn’t know which way to go, and I put so much trust in people that they were looking out for me. But as the years passed, I saw that they weren’t. When the fog lifted as the second year started, I was suddenly hit in the face with reality. And as each year has passed, I’ve seen that things haven’t been like I thought they were. People weren’t looking out for me, they were looking out for themselves. I’ve learned so much, I doubt that I will ever trust anyone again. People can put on different faces for who they want to be depending on what it is they want. They can discard you in an instant. I could never do that to someone, I have more integrity than that. I could not hurt someone like that, but hey that’s ME.
Jane is a Widow 