Been so long
In the year since my husband died, I have heard that last line only from one person, my sister. She tells me that she doesn’t understand how I face what I daily face or go through what I daily go through alone. I tell her that I am so lonely but never alone for God is ever with me...even though the quarantine is depleting me and my only two friends are my service dogs whom I adore. They and, yes, even God, tell me those last lines every day now, too. Sometimes, love comes from the most and least obvious faces. I cried my way through this writing.