today i remember again for the 3rd time how i loaded you on that private plane and we were flown to charlotte, nc to start a new chapter in our lives by living near our precious grandson, thomas.
my stomach is upset, yet i am determined to continue my journey.
i recently met an elderly woman in lowe's (your favorite place) who was a widow of 6 months.
we both had the same weed whacker issues. we talked for quite a long time. i told her how the
lord allowed me to witness your eyes opening and seeing HIS face, not mine, as you took your
last breath. she said the exact same thing happened with her husband. we cried.
she said she found hope that after 2 1/2 years i was still journeying. oh, if she only knew
the strain of remaining here without you, my dearest friend ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i miss you, honey.