My Journey to Widowhood
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This is my story of falling in love, dealing with a roller coaster of emotions while caring for my husband through his illness, his passing, and living with my grief. Knowing the outcome, it was his choice to not receive a heart transplant. I was angry, until I woke up one day and realized that the only thing that I could do was stand by his side and make his life as comfortable as possible, while making memories for our son.
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