It has been two weeks this morning that my beloved Terry has moved on to the next realm. Most times I walk around here lost. I have no regrets when it comes to my wonderful husband, no should haves, no would haves, except maybe meet him sooner than I had. But thats strictly out of my hands. I miss him greatly and still cry at a moments notice. My poor QI does his best to lick every bit of sorrow from my face, neck, whatever he can get to....which I do have to admit I end up forcing myself to stop crying and pet him instead.
I have hemmed my DS's jamma pants and have slipped the elastic throught the waistband, minus one pair, he's yet to try on. I also managed to start working on my in-laws mariner's compass tabletopper again, although I don't know it'll be ready in time for Christmas.
I have been taking some time to clean out my DH's drawers and medical supplies. I've donated about ten boxes of misc items.
I never realized when I jokingly wrote about not having a JoAnn gift card in my stocking this year, it would be a harsch fact-just because my wonderful DH won't be here. As far as Christmas shopping goes, I thank God my DS's was pretty much taken care of, minus stocking stuffers.
Hanging in there and thanking God for my DS-who truly is a blessing. I hope everyone here is doing as well as can be expected. Kathyl, keep that leg up as best you can during the weddings. Launie, in Oregon