I told someone today that Michael ruined my life by leaving me. Wow…..how selfish was that on my part? If you are reading this blog I can honestly say that I hope this never happens to you because you will truly NEVER be the same person. Yes, time does heal the wounds but it doesn’t take away the memories, the times you miss with the person that you loved unconditonally for so many years…..yes, I still do NOT understand this cycle of life and death.
Ok, here is it is, February 21, 2011. A little over 7 months after Michael traveled without me. When he died I sent Nick to the store to buy some paper plates or something to eat off so we would not have to wash so many dishes……there was a lot of people that hung out at our home when the end was beginning and after the end. Nick (and probably Kimi his wife) came back with this huge stack of paper bowls that we used what seemed to be forever. After everyone went home and all that was left in this big ol house was me, I played this game that when the bowls were gone the pain would be gone and I would be ok. Well, the bowls were all used up last week. The pain is less but far from gone. Am I ok? I am better but I don’t know that I will ever be ok. How can you lose your best friend of 32+ years and be ok? I have no choice but to get up everyday and make it happen to survive. Thank you for reading this……thank you for caring about Michael…..thank you for remembering him……I will never forget him.
Libby
