I've been reading some other blogs written by widows, Many have small children and are now not only dealing with the loss of their spouse, but also with the difficulties of single parenthood.
I'm thankful my children had their father while they were growing up. He was a great father. He changed diapers and took care of a three year old and infant twins on weekends so I could work. He even put pony tails in the girls hair. He coached their sports teams and helped them with their school work. He taught them to drive. He lent them money. He showed them how to live courageously with a terminal illness and how to die with dignity.
I wish he was here with me now.
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