by Althea Basudde
My husband once called it his shadow. A menacing figure that followed him around, day and night. He never knew when it would attack. And when it did, he could find himself waking up bloodied and bruised on the street, or chained to the railings in the psych ward of the local hospital. His constant foe…epileptic seizures, left him wanting to die some days – never knowing the excruciating pain the next day, let alone the next minute, could bring. He would often tell me he never thought he would ever be married or have children, but in April 1997, we were married and God blessed us with four beautiful girls.
But on March 3, 2003, my husband passed away suddenly in his sleep and my life has never been the same since. I have learned the never-ending cycle of grief. Learned to navigate through the misconceptions of stages and processes. Learned to live with what has now become my shadow. But even though grief has become my constant companion, hope is my sustenance. It is with that hope in my heart that I share my story and welcome you to share yours with me. Let us begin…
Good Grief - A Widow's Survival Blog 
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Thank you for your kind words. I hope you found the stories within helpful and encouraging.
Altheaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa you are beautiful and so are your daughters and this is very touching and I know God is working in all your lives and He is very present with You all. Love ya Sweetiessssssssssss Your sistaaaaaaaaaa Sheilaaaaaaaaa
Thank you Sista Sheilaaaaaaaa! You are so special and are such a blessing to us. Love you too!
It has been many years since you wrote this, and I just discovered it today. I lost my twin brother this past August, and like you did when your husband passed, am navigating the roads that grief leads me down. Its good to hear of others experiences, it helps me with perspective. I hope that you and your girls are well.
So saddened to hear this, David. Praying for you and your family as you navigate through your grief. The journey is painfully personal. as no two paths are the same; but it’s the similarities that bring us together and provide some comfort. I’m glad you found me.