My Journey: Love, Loss, Lemongrass & Life

I didn't ask for this story.

One day, I was a husband — 43 years of shared routine, partnership, laughter, and love. The next day… I wasn't. There's no training for that. No roadmap. No one really tells you what happens after the service ends, after the meals stop coming, after the world quietly goes back to normal… and yours simply doesn't.

People will tell you time heals. What they don't tell you is what to do with that time.

The silence can be deafening. The house feels completely different. Even the smallest things like morning coffee, going to bed, making a decision now carry a weight they never used to.

And somewhere in all of that, there's a question that slowly starts to show up:

Now what?