Hi there, folks. I just joined and thought I would introduce myself. My name is Kristia and I'm a 27-year-old widow. My husband Michael was killed on April 1, 2010, while out on a joyride on his motorcycle. He was 32 years old. Someone took a left hand turn in front of him and he died a hour later in the operation room. He had suffered too many internals injuries and didn't make it. I went down for a nap a married woman, woke up a widow. We have two beautiful children together - my daughter who recently turned 5 and our newborn son. Our son was 8 days old when my husband died, he's now 8 months. Needless to say, the past 8 months have been quite trying. I don't remember the first three months, at all. Things aren't getting easier as far as missing him but I am learning how to better cope. And figuring out how to do things without him, though I still hate it. Michael and I were married for 5 years, together for several and he was my partner, my teammate, my lover, and my best friend. We have a silly, fun, fantastic marriage. We constantly kept eachother laughing and I could not have asked for anything more. He was also an amazing father and did everything with our daughter and my stepson son. It breaks my heart that the baby won't ever get to experience all the awesomeness that was his Dad but I'm going to try my damndest to make sure he knows every little thing about his father and how much he loves him. Anywho, so that's us. I hope to get to know all of you and I'm sorry it's under these circumstances. This is unfair for all of us.
