It’s been exactly one year today since I lost my husband. Sometimes, I still cannot believe I am saying those words.
Eben was my comfort. My peace in a troubled world. My calm after life had dealt me one hard blow after another.
We were married for fifteen beautiful years and for most of those years, I thought I had finally been rewarded for everything I had survived.
Eben was my biggest support system and my loudest cheerleader. He helped me complete my university education and later obtain my master’s degree. He never allowed me to settle for less than I could become. He pushed me to dream bigger, do better and believe in myself.
I often told him that much of the woman I became was because he believed in me.
