This is addressed to anyone who thinks I should be "getting over" grieving for my Dave.
"You are the one who should get over it. It isn't your life, it doesn't affect you for more than the hour you have to spend with me. It is with me 24/7-365, whether I want it or not. I am not looking for your sympathy anyway. Take me or leave me the hell alone. Thank you."
Sometimes you just gotta say what you are feeling. And I am feeling like I am tired of people acting like there is something wrong with me because I miss my husband. I get depressed about it and about lots of other stuff in my life right now, of course I do. I am 58 years old, I have been married twice, divorced the first time, widow this time. My kids are grown and gone. My grandchildren live 3000 miles away. I am living at home with my parents after 41 years of not living with my parents because my mother in law kicked me out of our house the week after Dave died. Last week my dog died in the vet's office after they treated him for his mesothelioma. I have no job and have no hope of finding one anytime soon, so I have no money. I am waiting to get a couple of checks from the state but who knows how long that will take so until them I have $10 to my name. I try to keep my sense of humor and not be in such a funk all the time but, yeah, once in a while I am not all that fun to be around.
....taken from a post on my fb page.
“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.”
