Some days go by ok. Today, not so much. Getting your husband back in an urn, is nothing I can recommend, even if he do look stylish in pearly black and silver. Then go to the bank and close his bank account, and the lady serving me started to cry when she saw who and what I was there for….
But funny enough, the hardest bit was to put his wheelchairs out by the gate for collection in the morning. How I have hated those wheelchairs over the last few years, up and down the stairs, in and out of the car, scraping all the walls inside, and now going going gone…..
I know it will get easier, I know time will heal, but bloody hell, this hurts! Everything that will never be now, all the hopes, dreams, plans, all gone now. Just like that, poff….
Go and hug your partner, you never know what is around the corner!
All we are is dust in the wind…..
Time WILL heal, but at the moment – and for some time onward – you must allow yourself to mourn.
Many thoughts and Toffle hugs ❤ ❤ ❤
GillaGilla
Tack Tofflan, det gör jag. Spökkram tebaks 👻👻👻💗💗💗
GillaGilla
💚💚💚💚💚 Var rädd om dig!
GillaGilla
Gör så gott jag kan med den biten, har ju lillkillen också. Och oavsett vad, så måste ju livet gå vidare.
GillaGilla