October is hard.
Lots of flashbacks, lots of tears.
I think of all the things we were doing at this time two years ago, and I just wish I hugged him a little tighter, kissed him a little longer, and told him how much I love him...more. I wish I savored him more. And the finality crushes me.
But I've blogged it all.
I'm sure no one needs a rerun.
Must I always be that sad little blonde widow??
October is hard, but this month has brought so much sweetness. I feel his love all around me (and my love and gratitude for him only get stronger). I feel things falling into place. I feel me becoming more of who I should be.
And all of it just overshadows the ugly.
In those sweet, quiet moments I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
And I am.
I love Ben.
:)
Lots of flashbacks, lots of tears.
I think of all the things we were doing at this time two years ago, and I just wish I hugged him a little tighter, kissed him a little longer, and told him how much I love him...more. I wish I savored him more. And the finality crushes me.
But I've blogged it all.
I'm sure no one needs a rerun.
Must I always be that sad little blonde widow??
October is hard, but this month has brought so much sweetness. I feel his love all around me (and my love and gratitude for him only get stronger). I feel things falling into place. I feel me becoming more of who I should be.
And all of it just overshadows the ugly.
In those sweet, quiet moments I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
And I am.
I love Ben.
:)
2 comments:
As always Ginny I am thinking of you. Especially this month! You are incredible. This is Marybeth, I am signed in to a different account Sorry.
I'll say a little prayer for you and your girls. I can't imagine. As always, amazed by your strength and courage to share your story here. Keep your head up.
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