Saturday, February 13. Today marks 3 years since I lost the love of my life, when he lost his ability to breathe on his own. It is amazing how the mind works when it comes to grief and living without someone who you have shared so many years with. I have come to the point where I usually remember things that do not include the last week of his life when he struggled so hard to catch a breath and was so drugged to relieve the pain. I consider this to be monumental - he is with me in my memories in a good way and I have been able to live my life and still be happy. But there are times that the sadness is so overwhelming and the last few days have been like that.
I had dinner with some of our closest friends last night, Pat and Roger and Jim and Sue and we had a toast to Mike and shared some memories. He was a fun guy to be around, coming up with silly jokes and one-liners, and interesting stories and a memory that just didn't quit. We all miss him so much.
Sunday, March 14. I sent out a few valentines wishes today, but I never have liked this holiday that profits the card, flower, and candy companies - not necessary when you share your love and appreciation for people daily.
I didn't write much earlier in the week but it was filled with the usual, although I have had some activity and interest in my house with calls and a couple who stopped by to see it.
Connie and I joined the folks at Val Vista Village for Happy Hour and to listed to the Dakota Kid's music and ended up ordering pizza and hanging out at Jim n Sue's motor home afterwards. Had a fun evening with great friends.
Today, we all went to Gold Canyon and hiked the Heiroglyohic Trail that took us back into a beautiful canyon where Native Americans once lived, evidenced by their grinding bowls (we didn't see, but Connie had seen them in the past) and the petroglyphs on the rocks. There were also several pools of water. The trail was level until we got higher in elevation and then there were lots of boulders to climb over. It's a popular trail so there were lots of folks at the end of the line. We made it and we're happy for that.
