April 18th is my 33rd birthday. It also is 6 months around the calendar from my wedding anniversary, which means I am hitting the 18 month mark of everything. Today, 18 months ago, was the day Shane came out of the bedroom and was so jaundiced I knew he needed to go to the hospital. He matched the paint in our living room. The next day he would agree to go. Two weeks after that he would leave the hospital for hospice care and die a day later.
Debbie..I am so sorry....so much at once....my thoughts are with you..sending you peace.
When you hugged me good bye I didn't know it would be the last time. Seven years ago today I lost you, and my life has never been the same. I miss you Tony......
So beautiful Lisa....I lost Bill 7 years ago March 1....I did know it was the last kiss....I don't think life is ever the same...sending you Peace.
April 20 would have marked a 55th wedding anniversary for me and Mickey (aka Eleanor). For some reason the 23rd verse of 2 Samuel 13 keeps popping into my head -- "But now he is dead. Why should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he will not return to me."
April 5th was Roy's birthday. We had such a wonderful evening celebrating! On April 16th, just 21/2 weeks ago, he died very suddenly. These 2 weeks have seemed like an eternity.