Long weekend

I wonder how many people think about their own death. I find myself wondering. I hope that it is in my sleep. The one thing that I hope is that I will have few if any "I wish I had done or I wish I had saids" There will be some regrets but I hope they are few. My ex husband is in the hospital awaiting surgery for prostrate cancer. It was in remission but is back. He also had a heart attack will in the doctors office. This is the man I hated with all my worth for so many years. I have mellowed with age, hate is such a waste of energy. I asked my son to give him a message from me....to keep fighting, that I know how scarred he is. I have buried the past, can't say that I have forgiven but I have let it go.
Am sitting out back, no fire ....just listening to the sounds of life.

It has been 9 months today since I lost Bry. Seems I miss him more each day.
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