Ever have a memory that sneaks out of your eye, and rolls down your cheek?
Too many to count… too many to count…
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About Mary K. Smith
I was widowed in July 2009, when I lost my beloved husband, John, to melanoma. Cancer SUCKS. We have a young son who was just a year old when his father died. I live on a small farm in Maryland which is home to horses, cats, and a dog. I started this blog as a way for me to heal, a way to remember my husband, and eventually I'd like to share it with our son so he can see the love that his father had for him, the love that we had for each other, what a great person his father was, and how hard his father fought to live.
You are a brave woman. Probably stronger than you knew you could be. God bless you!!!!
As the days draw shorter for my parents who are very old now and I think back on their lives I experience just this phenomenon oddly enough and it is strange to see it put into words but so very appropriate.