People don't seem to understand how I can go from living with a companion of 28 years to silence. The only company I have is my darling Eddie and my pets. No conversation, no noise of someone else in the house. It's lonely.
Since I have been sick with flu I have had one person help me out without asking; my sister-in-law went and bought my groceries for us. Bless her heart, she's a great gal.
I still sleep a lot, watch junk tv, read my Nook. Getting stronger, but I haven't driven for a week or more. I guess I am getting more used to being alone.
It's been one month to the day that I lost my husband. Minute by minute, tear by tear I seem to be a little better. Maybe I was meant to be alone with my angel and earn my way.
Still sick, dizzy and off-balance but half the town has this virus. I am trying to eat more, build up my strength.
Best friend Gary is helping get the stone ready but I must hurry before the ground freezes.My last goodbye.
I hate not having someone to share my life with, but like all things I guess I will get used to it.
4 hours ago
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