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A Journal Entry of a Fisherman’s Widow

The hardest part for me is that my mind believes he’s still at sea. He left that morning, everything was completely normal. We planned our vacation for when he got in and said our goodbyes multiple times as usual. Now, he’s never coming home and many months have now passed since we unknowingly said our last goodbye. As long as his boat is away at sea, I seem to be able to cope and as soon as I know she’s on her way in, my heart rips apart. He’s supposed to be on her, heading home ...