Six Months to the date - 3rd
Six Months to the day - Saturday
Six Months of loss, pain, tears, need I go on.
Six Months of fighting HSBC to obtain access to my money
I am really trying to go forward.
I keep hitting hard patches and want him here
To help me out
To sort it out
To do it for me 'cos I can't
I didn't know it was going to be like this. When we spoke of being the one left behind, which we did often, we saw only the greenness
We would have all the room in the bed . . . . . .the big empty bed
We would have all the quilt . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . on the big empty bed
We would eat what we wanted . . . . . . . . . . . even though it has no taste
We would get up when we wanted . . . . . . . . .but what for
What fun we would have
On our own
BUT
It's not like that at all
It's not like that at all
I know that life goes on
I am trying to embrace it
Trying to remember I am very Blessed, I have so much . . . .
and Jesus loves me
Why? I don't know
I am so very sad that it has been so hard for you and hope that the burden will lighten again.
ReplyDeleteThank you for being so honest about your feelings, we talk about being left too, but the reality is so awful. I hope things will ease for you sooner rather than later. My brother is facing the loss of his wife, in her mind at present though. At 85 he's finding it so difficult. My thoughts and prayers go out to you.
ReplyDeleteFaith xx