I've been 'away' for a while, not physically but emotionally. I have now experienced some of the ‘1st’ anniversaries of my bereavement and they haven’t been easy.
My Husbands birthday, 19th June was a very difficult day. My son and I travelled to the Crematorium to see my husbands’ name on a wall with a tiny bud vase for a small flower tribute at the side.
The tears flowed and memories came flooding to mind, but sad and painful memories which were outnumbered easily by happier times and yet the sad ones prevailed. I’m not sorry I went though as it made me feel stronger knowing for certain that David is not there, he is where ever I am. He is at home, in the car, by my side guiding and caring for me as he always did.
Each day I miss him, I miss his voice and the fun we had for so many happy years together. I have to hold on to them for as long as I’m able.
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