My friends husband dropped dead the other day. Left her and her young daughter to fend for themselves. He was a gentle and loving man, loved "his girls" with all his heart. My small town has rallied around them with outstretched arms, it is comforting to see, one of the things I love about where I live. The memorial service was beautiful. H. was also there. I asked him if he wanted to sit together and he did. During the service I kept looking at him (he wouldn't look at me though) and thinking about how fleeting this life is. How I missed my family. How silly this all was. I felt like I wanted to hold him and my son close and never let go........
The mind F%^K strikes again.
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