Well, I have now gotten through what I forsee as being the most difficult thing that I will ever have to go through. As the week progresses all I can think of is all the happy times we had together: camping, boating, swimming, vacations, fourwheeling and sooooo much more. I remember when I was in the hospital getting ready to deliver our first daughter Shelby and the nurse came in the room and I asked her if she had seen my husband and she said no I don't think so, but there is a guy in the halls with a diaper bag and car seat walking up and down asking all the nurses if he looked like a dad yet. Just then Dan walks in the room and the nurse said oh it's your husband! That was and is him-the best husband and father in the world. Hew worked two jobs the first year we were married so we could get our house before Shelby was born so we didn't have to bring home a new baby to an apartment.
I suppose one day I will feel ok again, but for today I am sad, confused and have sooo much support but feel soooo alone. Dan was is and always will be my best friend and soul mate.
2 comments:
That is such a sweet story about Dan! I can totally see him doing that. I know how much you must miss him and I can only imagine how much you must hurt and I am so sorry about that. The only thing I can say is that you need to just talk to him. Talk to him like he is in the room with you. Tell him about your day. Tell him that you miss him, let him hear you cry. He is there with you, Liz. Dan loves you and I love you and our Father in Heaven loves you and just remember you are never alone.
P.S. I think it is great that you are writing. Someone once told me that getting your thoughts out and on paper, even if you don't ever let anyone else read them, is theraputic in itself. You are amazing! Remember that, and if you ever forget it, I am here to remind you! Love ya.
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