I’ve been married my entire life, and now I’m not.

We were going along as always, making plans, sniping and hugging, irritated and proud of each other and just like that, he left.

And suddenly, I’m single.

A widow.

A woman without a best friend. Without  someone to fight and make up with. Without the single pair of arms that made  me feel safe.

It wasn’t suppose to be this way.