I had a lovely meal with the family today. Everything was terrific. Adults and children enjoyed themselves, everyone was happy, even the food was great.
But, I went home to an empty house.
My wonderful wife of 40 years recently lost her 14 year battle with cancer.
It doesn’t matter how many phone calls and texts I get, how many supportive words from friends and family, the fact is that I miss Sue so much that it hurts. Not just emotionally, but actually physically, I guess the word is anguish.
You don’t get to my age without loss. Grandparents, parents, I have buried them all. But each time, Sue was there with me, my love, my companion, my help, my rock.
I try to fill my life with distractions, but sooner or later, I have to come home to the empty house. Some people have said that I should move. But what’s the point? Sue won’t be there. And that’s what I want, that’s what I need – Susie, my Sue.
I will close there. I know that a blog should be uplifting, inspirational, fun, – well, sorry, but that’s not where I am right now. It’s more heartbroken, crushed, lost.
I sincerely hope that you are not in the same situation. If you are, my heart goes out to you.
Take care of yourselves and each other.