March 6, 2023

One thing is for certain, tragedy doesn’t make a person either a saint or a martyr. We all go through heartache and tragedy. That’s the human experience. That process doesn’t ascribe any particular goodness. I am very human. It was my honor and privilege to walk beside Bryan in our very best of times and those most recent, worst of times. And while this has changed me, my perceptions, the way I prefer to cling to gratitude, and joy, and humor like life rafts even more than ever before, it doesn’t mean I’m necessarily better. Sadder? Sure. Deeper empathy for others experiencing grief? Absolutely. But I still say more curse-y words in traffic than appropriate or healthy. I still make snap judgments and not always with kindness. I still have a temper and get hangry. We’re all works in progress and I’m not exempt.

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  1. In total agreement here. In fact, the older I get the more curse words per hour I say. I hesitate to think what I’ll be like when I’m totally filter free. Something for my loved ones to look forward to?

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