I actually wrote this post one month ago and forgot about it. But life goes on and so much is happening that I really need to post this and then fill everyone in with what else is happening. Boy, am I busy.
Anyway, here it is:
It's been six months since I lost my husband and life will not be the same again.
This morning I had an early appointment and whilst driving there, I suddenly started crying.
He never liked listening to music in the car and here I was driving along playing one of my CDs,
but then I realized that I would rather have my husband sitting next to me in the car and not
listen to music instead...Anyway, somehow life goes on in spite of what you initially think
and even resent people telling you - continiously.
LIFE GOES ON.....yeah.....sure.
Actually, four days after my husband's death I was forced to go on with life battling my own
health issues and it somewhat blunted the actual grieving. It makes me wonder if I am just
starting to realize it because I am just getting over a horrible experience and infestation
of scabies which I caught in the hospital where my husband was. Imagine! Now, SIX month later,
I am still bearing the marks and assume it will take at least another 8 weeks before I am back
to normal. So, kids, life goes on but honestly? I am not impressed right now. And yet: I am grateful.