Around the first anniversary of his death, I began sharing parts of our story on Facebook – partly to show the reality of what goes on emotionally behind the scenes, partly to offer hope, mostly to honor God through our circumstances. And I share today some of the struggles and victories, and how I depend on God to meet me there.

On Facebook, as I looked back, I set boundaries for myself: I needed to be real, I refused to throw my husband under the bus, and it had to end with hope or comfort, not helplessness. To some extent, the things I write need to have resolution in my own mind before I share them.

I began hearing, both on the message board and Facebook, “You need to write a book. People need to hear what you have to say.” A book may or may not be in my future, but I am in process of beginning a blog with which I hope to encourage other widows that there is life to be lived, not just survived, and hope to be found because of Jesus.

Absolutely true, Bryan! I’m a free-lance editor too, and counsel my writers that way. I’m giving the keynote address at a big literary conference this spring, and the title is Why I Write. Writers are all unique!

I hear you! 🙂 I thought it might throw a few people.

Awesome and perfect? Awesome yes! Perfect…. well… we’re all flawed anyway. 🙂

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Grow as you go. 🙂 Indeed. And girl, how you are growing!!

The funny thing about that, Susan, is that each individual has a unique personality and unique experiences, along with talents etc, what someone does great doesn’t mean just anyone can replicate it. We can learn from each other, but it’s best to follow our own path. Writing is much the same, I believe. Thanks!