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!--paging_filter--pIt was a September evening in 1964, only hours after my husband Warren's funeral./p pWhen the children went to bed, I sat in the tall fireside chair that had at one time graced the parlor of my mother's childhood home. I had to be alone. I was beyond tears./p pemThis is the rest of my life,/em I thought. I knew how much the children would miss Warr. My heart ached for them. I knew about all the birthdays and holidays and graduations when they'd see other kids celebrating with their fathers. I knew because I'd been there./p pa href=http://www.guideposts.com/story/mary-higgins-clark-kitchen-privileges-memoirread more/a/p