Holly St John Peck is Finding Love and Life on the Other Side of Loss
When I was 46 years old, my young husband died suddenly from a heart attack. He died in my arms, and I couldn't save him. This tragedy put my life on a different trajectory...one that could've spelled disaster for my own life for years to come. I wanted to cry in a corner, being catatonic and not interacting with the world. Actually, I did for several months after his passing. I had a business to run - being self-employed, with two teenagers to raise, a home to take care of, and, ultimately, I realized, a life of my own to live. I chose not to die along with my late spouse...but rather to…
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