Grief is the Price We Pay for Love...

Nov 24, 2011 by

This post is dedicated to Nancy and her son. “You are all done,” she said. “You may be a bit pink in the morning, but for this type of facial it is completely normal. Your husband will think he is with a Twenty-something by Thanksgiving. You have great skin!” she exclaimed. And then I shared that there was no husband. I am a widow and have been since 1999. I went onto explain that since then Thanksgiving has always been a very lonely holiday. I have no family now and I always feel like I am intruding on someone else when Thanksgiving comes around. When friends invite me, I feel more like an interloper than an invited guest. I know I shouldn’t but I do. And then when the questions begin about where my...

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