I see you in the margins through my own husband’s cancer journey. Although it will always be there, I pray that the joy will outweigh and soften the grief and worries. Peace be with you, Jenny, and your husband and Whitsun. 💕🙏
I see you in the margins, in every beautiful, expressive word you have written, in the vast love and commitment to your husband. I see you and hold you deeply in my heart.
I see you in the margins through my own husband’s cancer journey. Although it will always be there, I pray that the joy will outweigh and soften the grief and worries. Peace be with you, Jenny, and your husband and Whitsun. 💕🙏
"It is spring and my husband is not dead." whew.
"It is spring and my my husband is not dead.
Praise be to God."
Full stop. May your family know comfort and worried remembrances stay at bay.
YES!! HOME!!
I see you in the margins, in every beautiful, expressive word you have written, in the vast love and commitment to your husband. I see you and hold you deeply in my heart.
This is a warm and healing message. And that furry butt provides the laughter we all need.
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