From Riches to Rags, and the Glory I Found There

  "Do the right way, not the easy way." I whisper this to myself over and over throughout the days lately.  When I am tired and want to do things the fast way. When I don't want to stop and take the time to teach my daughter "why" instead of snapping that she should just listen to me because I'm the mom and she's the kid. When I am faced with the very hard things and have to make a decision. My husband used to say these words to me. When he wanted the better, more expensive thing that would do the job better or last longer. When it took him twice as long to complete a task then if he had done it the easier way. When I just wanted to rush through the hard things... There are a million things that I wish I could just rush through as a widow... I wish that grief and suffering came with a checklist that provided me with a path through it all.  Because I was so very determined that I could handle the grief...that I could make myself feel safe...that I didn