Living One Minute At A Time

 My life changed forever on November 4th, 2020 and wonderful and caring people all around me offered condolences and the universal reflection of sympathy that 'things will get better one day at a time'. The loss of my beloved husband of 31 years suddenly and unexpectedly cannot be assuaged by such a long, tortuous sentence in this lifetime: instead, I will take my living one minute at a time.

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