February 17th, 2018, the man that I had been in love with for 12 years was involved in a motorcycle accident and was killed. He was taken from me violently and in an instant my whole world changed.
This is my journey to figure out how to live in this new world, without him.
It’s not pretty. It’s gritty and raw like a scar that keeps ripping open…..over and over. I’m just left with tears streaming down my face and a hole where my heart used to be. Taking it one moment to moment.
I’m not ok but i’m fighting to get there.
This is one way.