I think about her green eyes and how they would twinkle when I would surprise her with an unexpected gift. They are still green but now they seem devoid of any emotion.
I think about her joy of laughter and love of life, her warm personality and her close association with friends. The laughter has all but died and her social skills are few. She prefers the solitude of our home to outside activities.
I think about her love of travel. All those wonderful countries and interesting cites we traveled to. Broadway shows in New York, lunch at Scoma’s on the wharf in San Francisco. Her favorite was cruising and we have the platinum cards from two cruise lines to remind us. We will never cruise again.
I think of our two daughters who can never seem to find time in their busy schedules to spent quality time with their mother.
I think of the vows we took forty five years ago “for better of worst” and I know I will care for her and love her forever.
I think of all the lost opportunities and I wish I could hold her in my arms and drift away to never awaken again.
Dick, you have such wonderful memories. Treasure them. It would be a whole lot worse without them. As to your two daughters, if they are anything like our only son, the younger generation is generally all about "me". Those that really are able to show compassion seem to be in the minority so it's just you and the rest of us caretakers to move along this hard road.
Dick, You made me cry. I think we should all take a few moments and do what you did so beautifully - remember the qualities of our loved one that made us fall in love with them.