When you lose something that has been the anchor of your life, how do you set sail on this journey of life without it? I imagine myself swaying in the storms ahead with no anchor to throw. Just a drift, letting the current pull me about. How do I find my way to shore and anchor too it? I’m trying to grab things that are in my reach; my children, my family and friends, my career, searching for purpose in books, helping others, and fulfilling a bucket list of sorts. Will those things keep me from drifting out to sea further away from my life anchor. He is here in all I do, I must believe that. I want to keep his memory current in the minds of all who knew him and those who never were that lucky. Being a widow is an odd thing at 48. We had so many more vast seas to explore together, mountains to climb, adventures to see and memories to make. So I will do those things and take him with me. He will be my compass in this life journey. I love you and will continue to, until we meet again in the next life, where we will once again be each other’s anchors forever keeping our love steady for future seas that yet been sailed.