Nothing Would Be Wasted

The night my sweet husband, Wade, went to heaven, I crumbled to the floor of my bedroom, tears streaming down my face in a force I had never felt before. I never knew a broken heart could be so physically painful!! My prayers have never been so real, my fear tangible and darkness standing at the door ready to pounce, if I would let it. A choice I would have to make. What would I choose? How could I trust God now? What had we done to deserve this? How would my children