In the days and weeks surrounding his passing, the Lord sent several to minister to me. All of their kindnesses were of comfort, but it was the voices of other widows, my sisters in Christ, that spoke with the greatest volume. Knowing that they had suffered similar grief and loss elevated their voices above others. They had survived what to me felt unsurvivable. I looked to them as a roadmap, as I searched for hope and a way of escape from the unending heartache. …