A LOVE THAT OUTSHINES GRIEF

The wave of loneliness and grief that swept over me took me by surprise. Christmas Day had always been such a happy time for me, spent with close family. This was the first one without my mother. Her passing several weeks earlier had been a shock—totally unexpected. She had lived with my husband, David, and me for the past 15 years. We'd been so close; we even called ourselves the Three Musketeers. You know—"One for all and all for one."

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