During the early stages of my grief, I searched everywhere for
a book
written by another young widow. I wanted to know that someone
else had
walked the dark path of grief, and had made it out of this hell
I was
experiencing. I wanted to know if anyone else had ever felt the
inner mental
and emotional turmoil that totally consumed my existence. I needed
to know
for certain that my husband still existed in spirit somewhere.
If he was no
longer here, where was he? I felt I must have this unrelenting
question
answered. Surely, some woman had gone through this before me
and had written about her
experiences.
The only books I found about widowhood were written
by and for
older widows. I found that they were filled with practical information
which
didn’t relate to my situation. It definitely appeared that
the younger
widows were completely overlooked.
After years of searching for answers and after many life-altering
experiences along with some gentle nudging from the other side,
I decided to
write the book I never found. I finished the draft for the book
in February
of 2000.
