Today is the celebration of my dear husband’s 65th birthday. I am planning on having a little celebratory dinner tonight for the event. It is something to look forward to after coming home from a day at work.
Evenings and nights are the hardest on this journey. We used to sit down before dinner with a glass or two of wine and talk, talk, talk, laugh, encourage one another, or hash things out. Oh how I miss that! It is so dang QUIET here and it can be overwhelming at times.
We were together most of the time as he was more or less retired, taking care of our place, and I work part-time. There is plenty for me to do around here during the day and I have my moments of crying, I occasionally talk to DH and talk to God quite a bit throughout the day and I sometimes laugh at what my husband might say about something I’m trying to do. When it’s time to call it a day from those activities, the quietness bears down. (I don’t watch TV, I hate it. We were only watching Survivor, but didn’t even do that when he became bedridden.)
After a quiet supper, the kitchen gets cleaned up, I visit blogs, read emails and answer them, then read some. Right now I’m reading the book, From One Widow to Another and it is a great help to me. Plus I re-read that beautiful piece I found by Octavius Winslow, it really touches and blesses my heart. The lovely widow who sent me the book I’m reading has a blog, and she asked if she could post that piece on her blog and now other widows are reading it and printing it out to have to read whenever they need it. God is wonderful!
I haven’t really gotten back into doing my needlework projects just yet, but look forward to doing so soon.
Today my dear husband is celebrating his birthday with Jesus and oh the joy and the talking that must be going on there. I will raise my glass in a birthday toast to DH and to God also for the life together we were blessed with. I am thankful.