Remembering the two men in my life who helped shape me into the person I am today. My late father and husband. They both played important roles in my life. I miss them both in different ways. My father’s guidance was so important. He was a man who never really showed emotions but I felt his love. He taught me so much, I still have things I would like to ask him. He was a soldier in WWII and was wounded. He never talked about his service until later in life. I so cherish those stories he told me. I admired him so much for he had to give up so much to serve his country. And he never complained and he never asked for help. My husband on the other hand shaped me in other ways. We grew up together. I loved him from the moment I met him. He stole my heart. I was 16 when I first laid eyes on him. My life would never be the same. Through the years we went through many trying times but always came out stronger. I have so many wonderful memories and woven in between them are the times our life wasn’t easy. But that’s what it is all about. Coming through the tough times together. He was such an optimist which made up for me being a pessimist. He was always smiling even through all the chemo and radiation. He never complained. He loved being a father. That was his number one job. And he was the best, our kids couldn’t have had a better father. He was completely devoted to Trey and Ashley. It brings tears to my eyes that he’s no longer here to share in our lives. On his deathbed he apologized to me for not being more romantic through the years. But that’s ok, I could have been different too. He sent me a text a couple of days before he was put on the ventilator and said he “loved me more than ever.” “He said the nurses are the best I’ve ever had.“ Just like he always was, thinking of others. I could write a book about Troy and there would still be more to say. I held the hand of both my father and husband as they left this earth. Told them both how much I loved them. I’m confident they both heard me, anyway I sure hope they did.
Jane is a Widow 