2) May is the month of the Blessed Virgin. I think often of how much she endured--losing her husband, then her son. Then going on to help build the new Church--without the physical presence of either Joseph or Jesus. Such a brave, wonderful woman.
3) How on earth do people manage when a spouse dies? Even the support groups I go to and the blogs I read hold out little hope for improvement in the icepick like pain, no matter how long goes by. I can't imagine ever being with anyone else. He was my soulmate. My friend. I could always trust him. He never lied to me. He always loved me. He never looked at anyone else. And he had the longest, most beautiful eyelashes on earth. How do people do it? My mom died 20 years ago and as much as I loved her and as bad as it hurt, this is no comparison.
4) Went for a delivery with Mobile Loaves and Fishes last night, to take food and clothing to the homeless. It was unseasonably cold last night and people were begging for warm clothes. We drove by the Salvation Army, and saw some through the windows upstairs making their beds, and the unlucky ones downstairs outside freezing and huddled around the building, racing up to get the food. So much misery in the world, in so many ways.
|Mobile Loaves and Fishes truck|
6) I am grateful for the support group I have been attending at The Christi Center. It's a couple of hours out of the week I don't have to feel weird about bawling my eyes out til I break out in hives (as happened last week in the shower), or not being "over it" yet. Everyone there knows what it's like--they know the awful, indescribable pain of losing your partner, your other half--and way too soon.
7) Oh my Robert---please come back. Please come back. Please come back.