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If you lost a loved one to death and wonder how, when, or even if, you should move forward, then this book just might help you. The authors of this book each lost lovely, wonderful spouses to long illnesses after lengthy marriages. Their spouses encouraged them to continue living and to find another mate. Even in tragedy grace helped them to discover purpose and rediscover who they were individually. New circumstances require adjustments, continued growth, and constant struggle, but strong faith in God conquers all. Don’t rush through the grieving process. With stories from the authors and others who have lost a spouse, you may find there is hope in new beginnings.

“The big question was would either of us find another such wonderful person to again be in our lives. We dated others, but they were not keepers; mind you, not because they weren’t good people, we simply were not a fit.”

“How delicious are these beautiful memories — sweet images of some part of the life and times of the deceased — with the power to induce a smile or evoke a tear that is seldom a grieving tear; a welcomed tear on which a welling tide floats the dearest reminiscences that stir you to whisper, “I am so happy you passed my way. So thankful you were a part of my life. So blessed that I am the person I am because you were in my life.” 

“Then one day, we were sitting together having a conversation when he took a big gasp of air. Turned out to be his last. All the CPR from me and the medics were not going to save him. He was in God’s arms now. A better place without pain or dialysis. For several months I had PTSD about the CPR. I was shocked and felt so hollow. I wasn’t ready to be a widow. Not now. Not ever.”

“He pulled the oxygen mask from his face and slipped away. But at that moment I could not cry. I kissed my husband’s still-warm arm and hand. For over 30 minutes I simply looked at him, caressing his hands. His face changed as facial muscles begin to relax.”

“Even though I’d been brought up in it, a religious background didn’t help.  In fact, immediately trying to apply my faith to my dire circumstances actually deepened my doubts about what faith really meant to me and life in general.”