Well here I am. Still here. Still putting one foot in front of the other. One Day at a Time, and all that entails. Next week it will be 8 months since my lovely husband died. And if I look back at my blog posts and at my journal, I can see I am not in the same place I was. I remember people on this site telling me I wouldn't look at things the same in the future, that there was a future, that the spaces between the pain…
