My name is Amanda and I became a widow at 37 years of age.

My husband, the absolute center of my universe, was diagnosed with cancer in early 2009 and after a brave 8 month fight, died on December 21st, 2009.  I was his sole caregiver and did my best to cope while watching the man I love more than anything slowly die.

I lost everything.  Friends, family, home, income, and most of all my soulmate.

Now I’m trying to piece myself back together and accept the fact that I didn’t die when he did.  I don’t want to live without him but for some reason I continue to get up each day and breathe.

Surviving happens when you’re not looking.


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