Happy New Year

It’s the 7^th day of Christmas,

There’s seven Swans on the lake.

I yell and scare them away,

Then with laughter, I shake.

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 One evening, Fred and I were sitting in our chairs, watching TV, I heard him sigh and then he looked over at me and said, “I love living this life with you.  It’s so easy and comfortable.”  Some women wouldn’t think that a compliment, but I did.  I never believed in that whole “Soul Mate” stuff, but I think (maybe), we were.  In our time together, we never had one single disagreement.  That is kind of amazing. 

We were so much alike, in our backgrounds, our beliefs and our thinking.  We’d even start singing the same song at the same moment and then look at each other like---“Well, that was weird.”  We’d be driving in the car, in silence and he’d say something and I’d look at him and say, “Oh my gosh!  I was just thinking the same thing!” 

When he died, January 1^st, 2012, people said they couldn’t believe that I didn’t sob or that I wasn’t prostrate with grief.  As I drove home from the hospital that morning, I just kept saying, “Thank you, God.  Thank you.”  I was just so thankful to God for bringing us together, because in a normal life scenario, it was impossible for Fred and me to EVER meet. 

The tears come every once in a while now, but still, when I think of Fred, I get a big smile on my face.    I am still just always so grateful and consider myself so lucky to have had seven wonderful years with him. 

His last words to me were, “I love you, Sweetheart—I’ll see you in a little while.” 

I miss his voice and his smile and his laugh.  I miss his arms and his kisses and the sound of him breathing beside me every night. 

Now, I whisper to him, “I love you, Sweetheart—I’ll see you in a little while.”   

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Softball.  Three nights a week.  He played with kids in their 40's. 

His two daughters who live in Florida and his 3 grandchildren 

His two kids who live in Michigan.









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The day we  got engaged.
My 65th birthday.
Also a softball game.

His beloved dog Tootz. 

Five days before he died.

How can a person look so healthy one day

and be gone the next?