New To Widowhood

One year into widowhood.

First year of being a widow was hell! 

When Age passed away I continued to stay with Age’s family. I didn’t want to leave Melbourne yet. I was trying to figure out what the hell was happening with my life. 

So I pretended like everything was normal, I continue to carry on with life as if Age was alive; I went to work, pay bills, attended church and the list goes on. 

But I started to noticed that things weren’t the same. The more I noticed the more I became depressed.

My Home environment changed - there are certain things happened at my Melbourne home around me and towards me that we’re pretty bad. If my husband was alive things would have been handle differently or it wouldn’t happen at all. 

My Health - I was gaining huge amount of weight, I was diagnosed with type 2 Diabetes, there were days I could walk because of my back. I did all this not realising I was hurting myself. 

My Finances - I was down on one income. Things started to get tight, although my financial obligations from Age’s family did not change. Everything was still the same as if Adrian was alive.

My husband’s Will - My husband left me his whole will. Everything he worked hard for, was given to me in a few months his death. 

All the money that Age gave me, I gave all Ages money to Age’s father. Yes I didn’t see a cent. 

I felt so depressed, lonely, hurt, defeated, sad, angry and frustrated. 

I was deteriorating physically and mentally. 

I did rise above my sorrow and pain. My strength comes from the Lord. 

I believe you can do the same. You can rise above your pain and struggles - Let go and let God. MISS.AGE❤️