On this date one year ago....
I spent my last day with my beloved husband. It was a Sunday, much like any other Sunday. I can't recall anything special happening that day. But today, and probably every other March 25th I will remember that March 25th 2012 was the last day I spent with him.
Tomorrow, the 26th of March , I will remember as the date I never laid eyes on him alive again. He was a morning person. Always up at the crack of dawn. He had (as usual) left me sleeping while he had his morning coffee, reading newspapers on the internet and then went out running before getting ready for work.
I eventually woke up and was having my coffee waiting for him to return home. The door bell rang. It startled me, that never happens so early in the morning. It was the local police telling me to go to the hospital where my husband was being transported from the HS track where he had been doing laps. It was well before school hours had begun. An elderly couple who walked the track most every morning had found him on the ground off in a wooded area just slightly out of sight. What I didn't know yet was that he was already gone when they found him. Going to the hospital was more for me than for him.
On March 27th I will remember his birthday and the fact that he never made it to his 62nd one. He was instead in a morgue awaiting the mandatory autopsy that is required here in MA when a person is found alone and dead.
I'm a different person now. I have a hollow feeling inside. I seem to have lost my ability to concentrate and my mind quite often wanders. I'm different but I'm ok. I have plenty of family and friends that love me and I love them. One foot in front of the other....
Thanks for reading this, LS
RIP my love.
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that I didn't see this sooner.
It's March 27th today and I am sure your emotions are running all over the place.
Stop, breathe, hold close your joy filled memories and feel the love that will never ever leave you.
I hope this day isn't painful for you.
kesha
