This is my second anniversary – of being a widow. It hit harder than I thought. I awoke with a tight tug in my chest. Oh, yeah. It’s today, isn’t it?
Today in 2010, I heard the thud of my husband’s head on the bathroom tile and rushed in to see the life in his eyes fade in a death gasp.
Today in 2010, a dear friend just happened to be on the highway as the ambulance rushed my brain-dead spouse to the ER and followed to hold my hand until my pastor and family arrived.
Today in 2010, another woman from church was being wheeled into surgery at the same hospital so the prayer warriors were already gathered there to hold my hand and lift me up.
Today in 2010, my family gathered around his bedside to say goodbye and he looked more peaceful than I had seen him in years, so it was easier than I thought it would be. I thank God I had that last image of him when he been so depressed and so torn by sin for so long.
Today in 2010, I am told 33 people got a bit of my husband because I dedicated his body to be a donor. It took them over four hours to harvest all they needed from bone marrow to kidneys. Even a man in Pennsylvania got his right hand, and we were in Texas.
And every day since today in 2010, God has walked with me, pulled me to Him when I needed a good cry, and brought dear friends into my life who have helped me down this new path of discovering who I am now that I am no longer a wife.
I’m still a bride of Christ, and that will be my role for eternity.
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