When dinner was finished and dishes were done, we’d make school lunches side by side in the kitchen. I miss Rob always, but these moments of ordinary companionship carry a unique sorrow.
Now when I miss his voice, I turn on his last TV interview with 100 Huntley , and it brings him back to life. I hear his tenderness as he talks about the kids, his excitement as he discusses something he’s learned, his heart as he teases me about his writing projects. It’s different now: he talks and I make the sandwiches. But I’ll take what I can get. I’m just glad to feel him near.
I watched your precious husband’s video. I am going to order his book.
I just found your blog today and am consuming your posts! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts. I am so sorry for the loss of your Rob.😢
I, too, am a recent widow. My John passed away to Heaven on 11/19/2019. I get so much of what you describe but you give me words so I can actually articulate what I am going through.
Debra, I am so sorry for your loss of your husband. He died exactly four months after my husband. I am sorry you’ve joined this unfortunate club but so glad you found your way here.