Tuesday, January 17, 2012
I have been married 39 years as of last Christmas Day. My dear husband told people he married me on December 25th so he could remember when Christmas was! He was a wonderful man. I lost him on January 12, 2012. His funeral was yesterday, January 16th.
He is no longer in pain, no longer suffering, as he has for three long years. He is okay now—whole, not hurting, embraced by the arms of God. I don't begrudge for a minute that he has gone on ahead of me.
Yes, I'll miss him—already do. Yes, I love him so much. Yes, I'll be lonely. But I have the hope of the resurrection and I know I'll see him again, be with him again someday.
Things will return to normal, it will just be a new normal. This is the first time in my adult life that I have not been responsible for anyone but myself. It will be different, but will become my new normal.
I am grateful for friends like SparkPeople who give me so much support. I'll need you more than ever now. Thanks for being there.