October 24 A Letter to You from Grandma Sylvia October 24 Dear Reader, When my husband died, night after night I cried out in anguish, “Where are you? What will I do without you?” as if the walls might hear me and call back to me. I missed so many things about him, from our day-to-day life and love to getting all the tasks done that come up in life.  It seemed like he had taken care of so many huge responsibilities.  Gradually I found out how to do these things, but the worst problem I had was how I was going to manage the family finances.  How would I succeed in the stock market? The stock market terrified me. Now fast-forward a number…