We all have our own timetable.
I remember after my father died my mother was a wreck.
She had a lot of money all of a sudden and I'll never forget what she said.
"I know what I want and I cannot have it."
What she was referring to was my Dad, he was gone and no amount of money could solve her profound grief. They were married for 47 years.
I knew how she felt at the time as I took my father's death really hard as I was very close to him.
Grief is a word that means many different things is what I think.
In my case, it heart-wrenching pain and even some guilt; guilt about what I could have done differently over the years and even at the end.
Its a real bitch and I doubt I'll ever get over it for one reason: Two-thirds of my life were spent with this man. That is a long long time.
I knew I loved him but never realized that his death would affect me the way it has.
I can barely swallow now thanks to the MS. I'm living on glasses of milk and what ever I can get down.
I need to get a grip on myself. Mr. Andy has taught me that yes, this is possible!
Thank you for your kind words. Much appreciated.
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