The exercise I have today is to say what I miss the most about my deceased husband. I miss the early years when we had fun and laughter together. We traveled as much as we could. He loved to go out and eat, to go to parties, to help out at the church, to play softball and coach Little League. He was always so proud of me. He was proud when I continued my education and no one was prouder then he was when I passed the CPA exam. He loved my mom and dad and said he would have married me as much for my family as for me. Until the day they died he was so good to my parents and never complained about the time we spent with them or the things we did for them. The dementia made the last years horrible but with him gone I am remembering the good times more than the bad.
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