1 day ago
Dec 2, 2011
Every day is different
Today was a terrible day. Cried all day. Miss my husband. I don't want to be alone. The world has forgotten us, no one calls or comes around, only emails that make me cry even more. No one to look after us if we get hurt. I fell all the way across the dining room, bruised both legs up and down, twisted my ankle, back and knee, and had to hobble out to the kitchen to sit down. Out of everything. No food, no meds, how much more is God going to throw at us? I just want to sleep until the pain goes away.
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Sherry, I wish I could come back and help you. You absolutely have to know that is true. If I were a rich man.....ya, da, da, etc etc etc. I would like to be a strength to you, even while knowing this is an oh so personal journey you are on. Tread slowly... but keep on truckin', dear heart. Would you like to come to sunny, warm So Cal? You and Eddie are welcome, at any time, to our home. [We have four-leggeds. And hair!] We could go to the beach and hang out. Dog Beach, where you could see the So Cal Surf Dogs we all love here. Get a pet sitter, grab Eddie and hop on a plane. Wouldn't that be an adventure?? You never have been out here: maybe it is time. Remember that I love you and Eddie, every heartbeat you take, every single day. <3 Your bud in Califor-ni-a~
Hon, I can't even leave the house anymore. I cry all the way thru the grocery stores, too many memories. Afraid a long trip is not in the cards for now. And I could never leave my babies. Thanks for the offer, I can wait for you to come home. Or second home...love you.
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