Welcome to my bedroom.
I did it!
All but one photo came down.
No more wedding, His & Her’s bedroom wall.
It’s now just HERS.
I changed the bedding to bright, happy florals. My mom made me pillowcases out of two of his shirts, and I kept his pillow case that still smells like him to snuggle up to like a blankie when I go to sleep.
Widowhood is weird, confusing, lonely, and of course, sad.
But if you don’t let the sadness overtake you, happiness lies in the love that once was and with that comes freedom.
“You are worthy of new beginnings”
Yes you are!
