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One Sweet Day

I woke up to the worst thing that could have happened. February 15, 2009. I had dozed off, but got up to get something to drink. I came back in the bedroom and my husband was struggling for air. Paramedics worked on him for a very long time, as I waited in agony. Police and emergency personnel were walking in and out of our home, and they wouldn't look at me...even when I asked if he was stable yet. I was then asked to walk into the hall, and I saw the flash of cameras. I just couldn't believe that he died an hour after Valentine's Day had ended, and he was probably dying that day. To me, he was the best husband anyone could ever had hoped for. I met him in high school, I was a freshman, he was a senior. We were inseperable after that. Three wonderful children, and two great grandchildren. He died just two weeks before our 25th wedding anniversary. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him, about the last time he told me he loved me. Can I ever get over this? How is it even possible. The only thing that keeps me looking forward, is our children and grandchildren...and knowing that "One Sweet Day"...Rick and I will be together forever. So many memories, I can finally smile at some of them, instead of crying. But there will never be a replacement for the love we shared. I miss him so much.
  posted by OneSweetDay on May 24, 2009


Comments:

One Sweet Day-First, please accept my sincere condolences for your loss. I have been there, and I know what it is like. I know by now you are sick of hearing that time will heal your wounds, but it is true. The longing and the missing never goes away, but you get better at managing it. My partner of twenty years died on my birthday a year ago. I think about him every day. I find it helpful to journal and to write Len "letters". Just take it one day at a time.

With regards
Chalie

  posted by chalie on May 26, 2009

One Sweet Day-First, please accept my sincere condolences for your loss. I have been there, and I know what it is like. I know by now you are sick of hearing that time will heal your wounds, but it is true. The longing and the missing never goes away, but you get better at managing it. My partner of twenty years died on my birthday a year ago. I think about him every day. I find it helpful to journal and to write Len "letters". Just take it one day at a time.

With regards
Chalie

  posted by chalie on May 26, 2009