Until we meet again...

On Friday March 12, we held the memorial service for Joe. We awoke that morning to rain & gray skies that showed no promise of breaking. Perhaps just as well, as I never want to resent the sun for shining when my heart is heavy. It was a beautiful memorial, with family & many friends. Joe's mother, 2 brothers & sister were with me...and although Joe had been estranged from his family for too many years, I felt nothing but love from them all. I feel I was given an opportunity to mend some old hurts & to move on. I hope that I can continue to mend these relationships. If I have learned anything from this tragedy, it is that life is too short & too precious to waste. Your life can change in the blink of an eye, and I do not want to reach the end of my life mourning what could have been. I want to embrace & celebrate what was, and will be. *elaine*

A New Week & Thank You....

I can hardly believe that a week has passed since I wrote about the death of my sweet Joe. Even harder to believe that I have been a widow for a week. I have spent the last 7 days in fog...I do what I must...but it feels like I am being guided by remote control. This day begins a new week, one in which I will say good bye to my Joe, and try to begin to fully grasp what has happened, and to try to get some kind of order back into my days, and not feel like I am swimming in molasses. I need to take this moment to say Thank You so very much to all who have stopped by my blog and left the most amazing comments. Your heartfelt prayers, sympathy and love have been incredible! I cannot thank you enough. When people tell me blogging is silly...or a way to escape the real world...or any other number of odd comments I have gotten from people when I say I have a blog...they really don't get it. Without this blog, I would never have had the chance to meet all of you. My days have been enriched by reading your words, and that will continue. Thank You, all! *elaine*