Most of the widows I have talked with have told me the oddest things trigger their grief. I have to agree. There are different things that bother me, usually something simple and unexpected. However, it seems every time I go to the grocery store, I could have a breakdown. Doesn’t that sound silly? Everything, I mean EVERYTHING in your life changes when you lose your spouse. Even grocery shopping. Not that long ago, I clipped coupons and did the grocery game, bringing home great purchases at rock bottom prices. We had so much stuff stockpiled until I had to store some of it in the TV armoire in our bedroom! Now, I don’t even know what to buy. For 36 years, I bought for our family. Now, I struggle to buy for just me. What do you eat when it’s just you? I mean, how much fun is it to cook for just yourself. So, I peruse the frozen dinner aisle for something good and then I pick up a package of sandwich meat and some sliced cheese. Sometimes cooking was dull and mundane, but I really miss it. I miss having a good meal prepared when Les would get home from work. I miss him telling me how much he enjoyed those meals. He actually told me my sweet potato pie was better than his grandma’s!!! I miss making him a plate to reheat for lunch at work the next day. I miss the routines of daily life as a wife. Maybe soon, I will get into a better routine of my own. Maybe I will learn to enjoy cooking for just myself. Then again, maybe the Lord will allow me to practice my cooking skills on some of you as I welcome you into my home. Any takers?!?!?!?!