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I recently joined the local chapter of a nation-wide organization called “Never Alone Widows”. I attended my third get together last night. It was a “Friendsgiving” of sorts at the home of one of the ladies in the group. It was potluck, with delicious main courses, sides dishes and desserts.

One by one women from their early twenties to late seventies entered what was probably one of the most beautiful homes I’d ever stepped foot in. The main wall in the living room was lined with gorgeous photos of a life well lived, and memories that were clearly cherished.

As I made my way to the end of one of the tables a familiar face appeared out of the crowd. It was a lady I had sat with my very first gathering. We sat down together and began to chat. I don’t like to call these meetings. A meeting implies work being done, deadlines being met. This is completely different.

Watching both of my parents and my husband pass away all within 13 months of each other was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life. Being a widow is harder. There are days that go by when I don’t speak to anyone. There are evenings where I wander around my house looking for things to do just to stay busy. The loneliness is unbearable, and the need for physical contact is so crushing. Dark humor and writing this blog have become my escape. I have an amazing support system, but it’s hard for them to truly understand. That’s where these amazing women come in.

I was in awe of the stories being told and the prayers being said. There were tears and laughter around the room. I am so grateful for these new friends I hope to create lifelong bonds with.

This is the club that no one wants to be a part of. This is the club that none of us asked to join. But in the most beautiful way, God has brought all of us together to lift each other up, to help carry the burden, and to show all of us there is life on the other side of this heartbreak.

For more information. Go to http://www.neveralonewidows.com