shhh65 Posted October 9, 2008 Report Share Posted October 9, 2008 I sold the truck Harry drove every day to work yesterday. I've been driving it since shortly after he died. I gave my old van to my son. So now I am driving the other truck. The one we used to pull our camper that we planned to "wear out" in our retirement as he kept saying for the months leading up to his retirment date of 1/01/08. Right up until the day I found him laying dead in the back yard on 12/22/07. What's fair about that? Absolutely nothing, yet I am supposed to feel blessed: #1 That he didn't suffer. #2 That he lived to raise his children. #3 That he was happy the day he died. #4 That he didn't have to know that he was going to die. #5 That he was a faithful and loving husband. I could go on and on. Guess what? Today at this very moment it DOESN'T HELP!!!! I miss him and I want him back. I love God and I know that He is there but just for this moment, IT DOESN'T HELP!!!! There I said said it, maybe if I am lucky He will strike me dead.Guess you've noticed. I think the anger stage hit me today. Sorry, I just needed to get it out of my system and this is the ONLY place I feel safe in doing that.Sherry Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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