Tim's picture hangs in the hallway, beside his room. From his chair in the living room, you can see it clearly. Only his room was in use down that way. I haven't gone in there to straighten up. It remains the same as it was the night he died. His pants lay where he left them, his possessions scattered about the room in various places. The Denver Bronco jersey's hang as they were.
To Zephyr
In the darkness I see a light
I try to believe that it’s true
My emotions wake me up at night
Wishing I was next to you
You took me up to galaxies
Where stars and comets collide
Now the distance between our dreams
Is growing smaller inside
There are days that seem to never end. Those are the days when the tears fall the most. It does not matter what direction you turn, how hard you resist, how frantically you try to push away from the pain, the next teardrop falls. How does the human body have such a capacity for so many tears?
An angel whispered in your ear,
A few years ago, before she passed, my mom talked about the little brother she lost when she was just a child. I had heard the story a few times over the years and thought I knew it well. It happened over 50 years ago and she still cried. It was not until Tim's passing that I realized I did not know her story at all.
Widowhood.. what a journey this is...for many of us losing our partner represent not only the loss of them but of ourselves..we were Mr & Mrs so and so.. Who are we now ? We always had that person even if he was in another room watching football on a Sunday.. But he was there..
I love you right up to the moon and back
Like I've never loved before
If I measured this a thousand times
I'd still love you a whole lot more
There are no words to express my love
It's your 'Angel Anniversary'
Can't believe how time has passed
Seems like yesterday I saw you
Never dreamt it would be the last
You left such special memories
Many hearts were broken too
