Today Troy would have been 68, but he is forever at 62. It’s been five years and the wounds feel fresh like something disturbed the protective layer covering them. Heard lots of music this past weekend that reminded me of him. He would have loved the concert. There was a dragonfly buzzing around most of the afternoon. I saw lots of couples there, so lucky to still have each other. As time goes on, I am so thankful for the millions of memories we made. Sure there were times that things weren’t perfect but the good sure outweighed any bad there was. I think it would be a sad life to not have those memories to reflect on. They are what keep us warm and give us comfort when we are lonely or sad. He gave me so much during those 38 years of marriage. One of the last things he said to me was that he loved me more now than ever. So I know he left this world thankful for the life we had together.
Jane is a Widow 