You can imagine the pain and sadness I feel when I see this. I'm having a hard time, but life goes on. As my mother says, I'm a strong person.
The weekend was full of wonderful people, all feeling the same loss. The funeral was miserable and I hated leaving him behind. He looked terrible, like an oil painting, but the undertaker had his work cut out for him. Ken looked horrible in his final weeks.
Anyway, I'll surviive and I'll be fine. Eventually.
Linda and I got to spend a lot of time together--she drove from Michigan and spent several days here. I look forward to summer, when we can spend more time together.
I'm not lonely, I just miss him. Very much.
I love you.
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