A year after my late husband passed away I came to the States for a break.  It took that long for me to be close to having my head on straight.  I headed for Florida because the sun would be shining and because they spoke English…well American. Point being I would be able to understand what was being said to me. Whereas Spain or Italy or some other sun-soaked Mediterranean country, whilst lovely, would come with a built-in language challenge and I’d had enough of challenges for the time being thank you very much. So here I am in Florida.  Every morning I took a walk on the beach and gave thanks.  Thanks that I was privileged enough to be with my husband when he passed away, thanks that I was able to come to this amazing country, thanks for the love and support of my friends and family…I was…