It’s almost a year since my husband, Herschel, passed away. The anniversary of his passing is this coming week (according to the Hebrew calendar, which follows a lunar cycle). Tonight I feel as if I’m out of my body looking down at me moving around. Am I really living without my husband? Am I moving through life on my own? How did I make all those major decisions this year? 

I don’t believe it’s really me. Then I look in the mirror and recognize the face looking back at me. I know this woman. However, she’s different from a year ago. She does look older; hopefully a bit wiser, stronger and more centered.

It’s almost a year. Hard to believe. Thank you for travelling this transition with me.