March Widow

It is officially March. Each year I look forward to March because the flower start to poke their colorful heads out of the soil and there are always a few bright sunny days. About two weeks into March the harsh reminder of what the month means to the rest of my family sets in.

March Madness.

This disease has spread rampantly through our home. I seem to be the only one immune. Of course it may be that I’ve avoided the dreaded germ solely from lack of exposure. My dear husband is so distracted that he went to the store last night to pick up some creamer for my coffee he lost it somewhere before getting it to the refrigerator. Seriously, did he stop at any of your homes last night to discuss the games? Maybe my creamer is in your fridge.

As I write this my oldest son and oldest daughter (14 and 9) are at the table pouring over last years tournament results and speculating as to who will be victorious this year. I’ve lost the next generation.

So, as we move on to spring, I stand alone. Think of me. Stop by. Give me a call.
It should be a good writing opportunity!

Christina Suzann Nelson is an inspirational speaker and award-winning author of six books, including More Than We Remember, What Happens Next, and the Christy Award-winning The Way It Should Be. She is the mother of six children and is passionate about helping others find hope after trauma.

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