I am writing this today
because tomorrow I will be away.
I am shocked that it has been a year.
I feel as though I have been in a fog most of the time.
A quote on the back of Joyce Carol Oates book,
A Widow's Story says
of the widow's countless death-duties
there is really just one that matters:
on the first anniversary of her husbands death,
the widow should think
'I kept myself alive.'
I did that.
Some days were easier than others.
Most days were spent going through the motions,
then going home and collapsing.
I don't know how this next year will be.
The numbness is wearing off.
The hurt is beginning.
He is with me always.
7 comments:
I cried. In the short time that I met you, I could tell how much you loved him. Come see me. Or maybe next year we can meet on the beach or something. Hope you are well.
Love, Val
Praying for you today...
Sending love and as much support as you need, dear friend.
Your strength and faith and example of a loving wife are this most important things...and you have done them with grace and joy.
Amazing.
Dearest Cheryl, I promise you . . . it only gets easier with time. Stay close to God and you will only be closer to Kenny. After a loved one passes, Heaven and Earth seem to overlapped at times . . and I know thats our love ones are telling us they will always be there. Blessings, xo
just stumbled on your blog - it's beautiful, and this tribute to your late husband and your openness with us is very special.
Thinking of you...
Liz @ Shorely Chic
I came across this whilst surfing. I do feel for you and your loss and hope you will find peace and acceptance.
How marvelously you have carried yourself and the fact that your love for him is still so alive. Now that is love.
pve
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