Be Thou My Vision
Tuesday, March 7, 2023 was not a particularly significant day in my life. I had gotten through it alright. Keeping busy at work helped to distract me from the deep sense of loss and loneliness that marked most days since my beloved Ann Marie traded Earth for Heaven. Grief was coming in waves, as it usually does for widowers. One day, I could be fine—energetic, positive, ready to move on. But then the very next day found me hanging on…