Twenty Wishes

I read a novel this week about widows who made a list of twenty wishes that they would like to see happen in their lives. The way these play out is interesting reading and, as in life, the results are always unexpected.

When I started my new life after my husband died, I didn’t write out twenty wishes. My one and only wish was that I could have my husband back and that wasn’t to be.  Whatever moves you forward will help you to participate in your new life.

At first I did a lot of looking back to memories of my husband. Now after many years, not so much. I will never stop loving him. I will always miss him. But now, I remember sweet things about my beloved and the terrible sadness is infrequent. Thank goodness! I could not bear that initial sadness as a daily experience.