There is always a sliver lining, or a light at the end of the tunnel. Image by  xololounge.

Two is a Magic Number

As I entered into my second year of this new, forced life, I am somewhat optimistic that this year will be the one in which I hit my stride. During my introductory year of widowhood, I spent most of my time in the fog. Or, as Sheryl Sandberg puts it in her eloquent reflection on…