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I married John, my college sweet heart, and when he died last year, we had been married almost 59 years. He was ill for years. Having had two hip operations, one back operation and having been diagnosed with prostate cancer, worry had been a familiar figure at our house. When in school, I had taken a lot of psychology courses, and thought I knew something about worry and stress and how to handle them, but I found theory and reality are two different things.

Eventually the atmosphere turned very bleak, and I sometimes ran out of things to say to cheer up my husband who had to deal with daily pain. And I began to worry that both of us might sink into depression.

I started thinking about what I could do that might be a source of strength for me as well as a source of knowledge for our four children and thirteen grandchildren. I was becoming more and more familiar with blogs and considered writing one about my life. I was hoping that what stood out in my memory during the 80 years I’ve been on this planet might provide a kind of personalized peephole into the past. My granddaughter Sam assured me that I could write this new genre without difficulty and pointed me off in the right direction. Along the way, daughter Susan, son William, and grandson John have helped in too many ways to count. All of their enthusiasm and expertise spurred me on. This is what emerged: