Tuesday, May 23, 2006
I have been reading a widow friend's recounting of the last week of her husband's life - a very moving recollection that she is privately sharing with family, friends and a few widow buddies. I weep as I read each day's installment. She has small children and part of writing this is to preserve the story, the feelings for her sons as they grow up. My heart flies across the miles each day - to her, to her children.
Reading her daily posts thrusts me back in time to our own last week together - the innocence of our last day together, coming home to find him on the floor, the last 4 days by his side, the aftermath of life's sudden destruction. My heart aches for Tom - my heart reaches out to my friend - grief knows no bounds - there is no "getting over it" - the love we shared can never be extinguished. Death ends a life not a relationship.