The last couple of weeks have been the hardest if my life.... And you guys stuck right with me through it all.
A week ago today....at 4
8....I lost the love of my life. It has been a very rough week.... Today I found myself on the hallway floor, where he died....wrapped in his special quilt.... It seems that I had exited all dsy for that moment to pass. It is only one of many "firsts" to come.... And I am glad the day is almost over....
Everytime I think I 'm OK, I remember something.....and the grief hits mr all over again.
I simply cannot believe I stood by my sweetheart's casket for over an hour... I kept patting his arm, telling him it would be OK.... I keep seeing him there in my mind.... It is all surreal...
But I'll be OK.... I have a great family, good friends, and a supportive church.... I know there are some pretty dark days ahead, but I also know I will survive.... Having you guys to turn to, has been such a help.
Tomorrow, I will be attending my first quilt club meeting in months....the Ohio Stars meet twice a month. I am looking forward to it. They were all at Earl's funeral Sunday....all but one, and she had to babysit with grandkids.
They have invited me to attend a quilting retreat Feb. 3,4,&5th.... Their treat. My first reaction n was no, but my daughter pointed out that Earl would be the first to say GO.... So I am considering it. What do you think?
While my husband was ill, I tried to imagine how it would feel to be alone in the house... Really alone. It's hard.... The house feels empty. However.... His touch is in every single room.... The stuff in the house is mostly mind, but he slid the foundation for my "stuff"....with his own hands.... He painted, built a large entertainment center, tore up all of the old carpet, put new flooring down in the kitchen and DR, slid new tile in both bathrooms. And, he created a cozy quilting room for me.
I gave that room to him, when he went on oxygen 24/7 .... It had the inky chair he was comfortable in. Later... Last week, in fact, my kids tore they room down, to accommodate a hospital bed....which he actually used for less than an hour.
This weekend, they will be restoring the room to how Earl created it for me... I am planning on spending a lot of time in that room.... That's the room he spent most of his time in.... We both lived it... It's so light and airy.
I ask for your continued prayers for me and for my family..... We have lost the light of the family... And our lives will never be quite right again....
A week ago today....at 4
8....I lost the love of my life. It has been a very rough week.... Today I found myself on the hallway floor, where he died....wrapped in his special quilt.... It seems that I had exited all dsy for that moment to pass. It is only one of many "firsts" to come.... And I am glad the day is almost over.... Everytime I think I 'm OK, I remember something.....and the grief hits mr all over again.
I simply cannot believe I stood by my sweetheart's casket for over an hour... I kept patting his arm, telling him it would be OK.... I keep seeing him there in my mind.... It is all surreal...
But I'll be OK.... I have a great family, good friends, and a supportive church.... I know there are some pretty dark days ahead, but I also know I will survive.... Having you guys to turn to, has been such a help.
Tomorrow, I will be attending my first quilt club meeting in months....the Ohio Stars meet twice a month. I am looking forward to it. They were all at Earl's funeral Sunday....all but one, and she had to babysit with grandkids.
They have invited me to attend a quilting retreat Feb. 3,4,&5th.... Their treat. My first reaction n was no, but my daughter pointed out that Earl would be the first to say GO.... So I am considering it. What do you think?
While my husband was ill, I tried to imagine how it would feel to be alone in the house... Really alone. It's hard.... The house feels empty. However.... His touch is in every single room.... The stuff in the house is mostly mind, but he slid the foundation for my "stuff"....with his own hands.... He painted, built a large entertainment center, tore up all of the old carpet, put new flooring down in the kitchen and DR, slid new tile in both bathrooms. And, he created a cozy quilting room for me.
I gave that room to him, when he went on oxygen 24/7 .... It had the inky chair he was comfortable in. Later... Last week, in fact, my kids tore they room down, to accommodate a hospital bed....which he actually used for less than an hour.
This weekend, they will be restoring the room to how Earl created it for me... I am planning on spending a lot of time in that room.... That's the room he spent most of his time in.... We both lived it... It's so light and airy.
I ask for your continued prayers for me and for my family..... We have lost the light of the family... And our lives will never be quite right again....
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