It doesn't seem like it has been 34 years since JR and I took our vows after knowing each other six months. Everyone thought we were crazy.
It is so true that life is but a blink of an eye. The day is so vivid in my mind as if it were yesterday, but it was a lifetime ago. God took him from me 12 years ago and it seems like yesterday we were living a happy and content life with no idea of what was to come so abruptly and swiftly turn my life upside down.
Of all the trigger days, our wedding day has to be one that is the hardest to get through. All the good memories come flooding back and all the hopes for the tomorrows that never came. This is one of the most difficult things I have dealt with in my life . . . the death of my husband, my best friend.
You would think that it would get easier as the years go by . . . but I believe it is the other way around. It is more time that has gone by that I have felt the void in my life.
I'm happily married again to The Captain, feeling so blessed to have found another great love in my life. I wonder if other widows have such a difficult time with grief after moving on with so many years that have gone by.
