Rembering Yesterday

I haven`t posted for a long time. I thought I didn`t have too. I  felt that I had jumped that hurdle of needing to write.......how wrong I was.   These last 5 plus years have been the darkest.  I started back to work full time and I manage to keep so busy so my mind doesn`t go to that dark place.
When I go home, well that is a different story.  Other than being greeted by me dogs, which is wonderful, there is still someone missing. Days when I want to come home and share how my day went have gone. I feel like I am standing on the brink of a cliff.  Behind me is the sun, below is the dark abyss beckoning me. The silk line of family is the only thing keeping me here.

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66

Happy 66th birthday Pooter Bear.
Miss you so much!

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I Remember

I remember how we could be together 24/7 comfortable with silence. How we could be on a trip and the same billboard would catch our eye. We knew what the other one was thinking and would often finish each other's sentence. We understood each other's sense of humour and both of us would laugh at things others wouldn't understand.
I miss these things and so, so much more.
It's been over three years since you left and still it feels like yesterday
I felt that maybe it would be good for me if I found a part time job, something that would force me to interact with people as opposed to my dogs. I have been working for two weeks and I find myself missing you even more if that's possible. I come home and want you to be there to ask me how my day went. I feel as if I'm standing on the edge of a cliff not knowing what to do.
I miss you Bryon

Life is not forever, Love is

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Waffles

Every Christmas the family always came over to our house for breakfast. We would sit around the tree and one of the children and later the grandchildren would give out the presents. This was followed by breakfast featuring Bryons homemade Belgian waffles. Oh how everyone loved them especially our granddaughter Riley. Each year she would always ask" you making waffles?" Our daughter in law and Riley were talking about Christmas.
Marnie asked Riley what her favourite part of Christmas was. Her reply.......he's dead. I hope that wherever Bryon is that he knows that he impacted so many lives and he making waffles will be remembered and told to future generations as part of our family tradition.

Miss you so much Pooter
Love you always




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Three Years

In three hours it will be 3 years since you left me. I can't sleep, don't want to be awake, just don't want to feel.  People say that time heals all. My question is, how much time?

Different

Would our life have been different if I had taken you to the hospital 3 years ago?

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