Staying the same has cost me 10 months I can never ever get back! It has cost me to delay my dreams and my purpose. I allowed fear of people's opinions and judgement and questions to keep me small and quiet. It has cost me my confidence, my voice, my peace, my finances, and nearly my business and a lot of hard work. 10 months I can never get back, but I realise I can choose what I do with the ones ahead. I’m preparing to get up, to find my voice, and get going again - with God beside me. I also realise that my husband's suicide is part of his story...and only a segment of my story. It was a chapter of my life written for me - without my approval or knowledge. I still get to write the rest of my story and how it ends. But I can also choose to make his story my entire story? If that makes sense...