It may be difficult to understand the spiritual emptiness without personal experience after losing your husband, who you relied on all your life, and your mother who was your shield, but each of us will face and experience it sooner or later. At this stage of life, I am probably a bit like duckweed, and a bit like a drifting bottle that cannot find a shore to rest on. Deep in my heart is an emptiness, an endless emptiness as far as the eye can see...