… can be a real bitch. Let’s talk about the daily thoughts of a widow shall we? Oh you’d rather not? Cool. Hop off my page. 🙂 As much as no one wants to hear about it, imagine how it might feel to actually live through it. The reality of it all is, a lot. For me to go through, and for every single person in my life to walk through with me. Very few people choose to stay. I get it. I have some really kick ass good friends. The best actually… and I push them away. All. Of. The. Damn. Time. It’s a part of myself that I…

“When God closes a door, He opens a window.” Bullshit. Not for me at least, or so I thought. The only thing opening a window does for me is make me crawl through it, jump out and try to open the same damn door He closed. I will bang on that bitch until I have no choice but to stop out of sheer exhaustion. I don’t give up on people. I try to see things from their perspective, even if it destroys me. At least that’s how I USED to be. What I’m coming to terms with is this: God closes doors. Facts. The flip? God is opening a window…