Monday, November 3, 2014
One yaer ago I lost you, and my year of firsts started. First Christmas, New Years, Easter, especially Ribfest, and Thankgiving. Other firsts, like the first winter. You weren't there before me out shovellling. My first winter alone down here. Then came spring. My first time planting flowers without you. Only one doggie in the window, not two just added to my pain. It was a year of hurts and pain like you wouldn't believe. Except for November 8 th, I've made it. Hasn't been easy, staring at your empty house. At times I feel like I can not bare to live down here without you. I thought the summer qould be easier, but all the neighbours knew how close we were, and they were all concerned for me and talked to me. That brought it closer, and I cried some more. One year has almost passed and they say time heals all wounds, but yours still cuts real deep. I'm crying my heart out now as I write this. But I want you to know I am making progress. Last night, as I was driving to work I remembered taking you to see curling at the K-rock center, and I remembered you sitting to my right and saying to me, " I can't believe I've llived to see them in person!" For the first time, I had a smile on my face. I'm glad we had a time for firsts. Firsts emails, computers, monitors, big TVs, ribfeats, BBQs, doggy walks, Christmas Eve drives, Chrsitmas Eve at Uncle Don's, and all the things we shared. I love you my friend and I all ways will. Your friend, Deb
