And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. -Khalil Gibran
This blog started in July 2015 as a cooking and organization blog. I was married to the love of my life, my best friend, my soulmate on June 7th, 2015, and was ready to start (and blog about) my life, my family.
That was short-lived. A handful of posts later, it was abandoned.
Then, just over a year later, my husband was riding his motorcycle to work when a man in a box truck failed to yield on a left turn and hit him. Ron died. He was a few weeks shy of 29. I had just turned 26. We were trying to start a family. I was left with my life turned completely upside down.
It turns out that for someone who already suffered from diagnosed clinical depression, generalized anxiety disorder, and delayed sleep phase syndrome, grief can be a trigger for the worst symptoms. When I stopped sleeping, I started writing again.
This is now my safe place and my therapy. I don’t cook, organize, or work anymore. I live alone with my three cats in a tiny apartment in a small town in Colorado, and between the hours of 12 pm and 6 am, I think and sometimes I write.
My name is Chelsea Danielle Saldivar. I was born on September 3rd, 1990. My husband’s name is Ronald Joseph Saldivar, Jr. He was born on November 18, 1987, and on October 27, 2016, he was killed. I was widowed at 26 years old, and this is my life.