My heart is broken; my compadre in life is gone.
Hubby passed away Friday morning sometime between 9:00 am and 11:30 am while we were taking a nap after a night where neither one of us slept well.
I relieved I don't have to watch him struggle to make himself understood. But I miss his rapier wit.
I am relieved he no longer hurts so much he had to have help most days to get out of his chair. But I miss his gentle smile.
I relieved I don't have to watch him struggle after the gout crippled his hands so bad he couldn't do the simplest tasks some days. But I miss his touch.
I am relieved he is no longer in so much pain he couldn't lay down to sleep. But I miss the mischievous twinkle in his brown eyes.
My heart is broken; my rock in life is gone.