I woke up to soft rain and quietly went about setting the kitchen to rights. And then I sat down to check my emails…sort through old ones and put them in folders. I noticed my icon for the slide show and thought, “nah…not right now..”. Then I remembered my promise to myself not to run from any of this.
And I played it. It’s Saturday morning and I miss him. Cammie came in from walking Radar about half way through. We just watched and let the tears fall.
We were so lucky. We had so much fun.
I glanced up at the picture hanging in my living room. It’s just an artist’s rendering of an old time band of 4 men singing and playing. One of them looks like he’s just waiting for an answer to a question. Maybe…”What….you want me back?” And I shake my head. “No…not back to suffering.”
We were so lucky.
And we miss him.