Good evening, Sunday evening blog! Can anyone of us believe how fast time goes. In 18 days, it will be 2 years that Denny has been gone from my sight! 3 walls in my room have him everywhere. I can sit in here all day if I want, stare at his pictures, talk to him, I’m fine. But, a certain song, thought of a trip. Tonight, I am feeling grief. I miss that man so much. The sound of his voice, those blue eyes. I always recover. Most all of you know about my blog, my poetry, which will be a published book sometime this Spring. I am very thankful that almost every poem was written while sitting next to him. After every poem, I would read it to him and mom. The 3 of us would cry. Truly I could hardly believe my own words. Mom would say, where is that coming from? Denny would just stare at me, but his smile told me a lot. Denny knew before he passed that a publishing Co. had accepted it. I knew he was pleased. He was a man of few words. The reality of it did not start until after his passing. It is dedicated to him. I had a lot of emotion being in my childhood home, after leaving our home of 40 years in the city. My mind was spilling with memories of my childhood, Denny’s and my life, my family, children, grandchildren, and my 2 great grandchildren, which I consider my crowning glory! They are a blessing, beyond words! God knows what He is doing, giving us a precious new life while taking one. A beautiful baby boy on my birthday while taking Denny. I truly do believe in the circle of life. Denny has left quite a legacy. If God ever allows me to speak about my book, it will be about him and the life he gave me. His love, forgiveness, dedication to his family. I have not spoken to one person since his passing, that did not say, what a wonderful man he was. We learned some valuable lessons from each other and the time spent in this bedroom, caring for him together, with our children and our hospice angels! For the most part, I do alright, even through COVID. We survived, allowing us to be together for Thanksgiving and Christmas, this past year. I work almost everyday. I do go to dinner with friends, I take long rides, I have been out to listen to a local band, that I like and have also made some new friends. There is survival after the death of a spouse, and it hurts like the broken heart, that will never heal. Yet, life goes on. God is still and always will be good. I falter, but, my eyes are on God and his promises and blessings. I will be with Denny again. It will be so much better than earth. The beach in Aruba that we did not get to see, we will walk the beach in heaven, for eternity! Goodnight and God bless!❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️
Marilyn’s Heart 