So, I know I'm not your average, timely, clockwork, by the book, or rules blogger/ vlogger, but....I just do things by my own book. I am here to share with you guys and be very transparent and truthful. I must say, everything is so fast paced, and I feel like I need to hurry and get things done. Well, that doesn't fit into my lifestyle. So, with that being said, I must let you guys in on a little secret. I have been on a semi hiatus. I know, it sounds like a cop out or a simple hide out. But it's been a little over a year since I lost my husband. It still hurts, I'm still confused and I'm still in disbelief. But it is getting easier to understand. I can tell you, death of a spouse is something that you just can't jump into okaysville with. Any death for that matter. At least I can't, let me know if you know of anyone that can. We all will have a time where we will need to heal. It won't be the same time or thing, but it will be healing just the same. Change is a part of life as well. I don't like change, but I can't stop it from happening either. I find myself helping people and not even really setting out to. Guess it's in my DNA. Well just the same. If anyone out there is hurting for whatever reason, find a way to cope. My way is journaling, or talking to God. It's a great release for me and I always end up feeling a lot better. Sometimes I just cry. Crying is very therapeutic also, I spent a lot of time trying to appear strong when in fact I was weak. I was weak, I was hurting, I missed my husband, I didn't understand why I wasn't given time to even process his having cancer. I was angry, sad, confused and didn't know how to react or respond. I prayed until I fell asleep, I read the bible until I fell asleep, then I started sleeping less and less. I never talked to anyone about my feelings about my husband. I dare not, the truth would probably come out. That I was a hurting, confused wreck of a woman. I ate, but mostly I nibbled. I felt awful, I looked awful. I took no pride in my appearance and even less in life. Sure I could fool my family, they were easy. Except my son's, they were a little harder to fool. So I just worked extra hard around them. I had lost everything after my husband passed. I was let go from my job and told to "focus" on my health. So I was out of a job too. I stayed home, never went out unless I had to. Which was not often. I wasn't working anymore, so why bother. At night I would just cry and cry until I fell asleep. My eyes are naturally small so the next day the puffiness and smallness of them didn't raise any suspicions. Especially with glasses on. I watched church online and shopped online. This was going to work after all. Some days I was high on the spirit, others I was living in the valley. Holidays were the worst. I didn't celebrate Christmas for anything but that Jesus was born. Being that my father died the day after Christmas in 1998. So with my husband passing the day after Thanksgiving in 2022 that made it completely understandable to myself that I didn't care for the holidays and family gatherings.