|The cover of the last Valentine's day card I gave my husband|
It was emotional to come home. I was very tired and jet-lagged, I had missed my family, my friends, my house and was happy to be reunited with them. I had missed my routine and the little world I've built for myself since Dan died. But returning home, I missed my widowed friends and the safe little world that exists when I'm around them. I felt lifted by the people I met at Camp Widow, the wonderful spirit of the weekend, the bravery of the men and women I met.