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I watched him take a downward spiral, slowly slipping away from me. He was heading toward his eternal home. Yet, I was sure God would answer the many prayers for my husband Chuck's healing and return to a meaningful life as lay minister and counselor. He was such a part of my life. I knew I would not be the same without him. I was right! He died at 51. I was alone in a deep dark hole. People around me were unable to pull me out. Yes, God was there. Still, feelings of fear, anger, loneliness and anxiety were my constant companions. Some days it took my dog's needs to get me out of bed. A huge gaping hole could not be filled. Remember, in marriage two become one. Now that union was irreparably torn. Thoughts and memories were painful at times-but so were words of some well-meaning people. (So, be careful what you say to those who grieve.) God gives us time to heal from the death of a spouse. The light is at the end of the tunnel, but the walk to that light is slow, and it is different for each individual widow. Just as each person is unique, so is each widow's walk toward renewal. Perhaps you have walked the widow's walk. Perhaps you know someone who has. Consider these guidelines for offering help to widows on their journey: DO
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Christian love, listening, acceptance will help and encourage widowed friends as you "walk" with them.
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