August 23, 1969 … the hot, humid, rainy day Vern and I married in Adrian, Michigan after a magical 11 week courtship. This year would have been our 49th. Oh if he were only still here.
my birthday today. Miserable. Been 3.5 years, I feel like it was last week. Holidays are hard.
Today would have been my husband Darrell's 55th birthday, had he not died three years ago. I was looking forward to his 55th, his first official birthday as a "senior citizen" and I had plans to take him all over town and claim our senior discounts on snacks and things like that. His last birthday that we celebrated together was his 51st, but of course it is still a bittersweet day that I think of him each year and always will. I was fortunate to have been married to a wonderful man for 25 years and I will never forget.
Today is our anniversary. We met on August 6, 1999 and were married on August 6, 2009. Mark passed away on August 16, 2015. This is the first August since he died that I haven't felt overcome by dread and grief. He was a great guy and I still miss him everyday but it feels good to be healing.
Marcus's birthday is August 31. I'm struggling with the fact that he'll be 32 forever, but two weeks after his birthday, I'll be forced to turn older than him...
Last week, August 16, marked three years since I lost my husband. I had a lunch with an old friend of his that day and actually had a good day. It was a bit of a shock to me as the first two years were so difficult. I had read after Mark died that when you lose your spouse, the cycle of your life is disrupted for three years. I think that's true for me because I started making plans during year three, not only making plans, but actually working on stuff, focusing on myself and where I was going. It's so different to be making decisions about my future as a single person but I'm getting there, slowly. Hugs to all of you who are struggling this month
This was my 2nd birthday widout him.. “August” used to be a special month. It is my b’day month. But its been 15 months Kunal left me forever and now this month has been so horrible for me. It was my b’day on 8th of this month. I missed my husband so badly. We were together for 12 years before we got married and I lost him just in 2 months after the wedding. Birthdays were special when I’d him. I was a crying spell on this one when I recalled every little thing he did on my b’day to make me happy always. Now i curse the day I was born. I feel I have been into this world just to suffer the intolerable pain all alone. I turned 29 this year. I grew older to him now. He will remain younger to me forever now...