So...I've got a blog, I finally realized some of my FaceBook friends didn't want to hear about my latest thoughts, especially if had showered that day.
Hello, my name is Barb...and I'm a widow. If I accidentally misspelled, and put in an "n", I would be a window. I like the idea of being a window, I can close the blinds. Actually, that is similar to being a widow, the blinds are always closed.
My husband, Jack, died unexpectedly on April 6th 2011...life hasn't been the same since.
I consider this blog an inviatation to read my diary, the one that had a key, back from grade school. No key's are needed here. I will write about my present and past, in no chronological order. Hey, it's my perogative..just call me the Time Traveler's Widow. Some days I may only write a sentence, other days, you may need a snack.
This is new and scary, just like the shoes I've been given to wear. Personally, I preferred the old ones, but that wasn't a choice.
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