I made it through the entire church service without tears. I was used to seeing my husband usering and today for the first time I did not cry. Even when I had to tell someone he had passed on. I loved the service talking of how wonderful heaven is for him--how wonderful it must be!
I miss him. The holidays are here---I think of how he used to love to take the turkey out of the oven--and On Thanksgiving be the first one to taste it--smiling and licking his fingers with great joy. On Christmas we would be worse than children playing (testing) all the toys in the store before purchasing our favorites-- hoping that they would bring smiles to the little ones faces.
I am thankful for the good memories---now I move forward hoping to honor his memory by not letting sadness take over the season that he loved so deeply.
I bought the first present today---I missed looking into his blue eyes seeing his smile-- he would share my joy.