My blog yesterday was about some funny memories of me and Troy. After he passed I didn’t think I would ever get to the day where memories would make me smile instead of cry. Grief is an ever changing journey. Some days some memories knock the wind out of me and other days they make me smile. And the amount of memories is infinite. I can grab a memory from 42 years and never run out. I’m so thankful I have them. They aren’t all good but that’s ok. They are our life together, through thick and thin. It wasn’t always easy but it was worth it. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. 💕
Jane is a Widow 