How kind you all are. I was silly yesterday sorry, things have not been good this year . House move exhausting. Then weeks of blood tests , arthritis set in, elder daughter is very,very difficult and worrying me greatly. Younger daughter had to finally accept she will not be a mother. My priest for the last forty two years has retired and shot off to God knows where and his wife , he was my father confessor and she a much loved friend. After fifty years of working for my local political party I resigned, the drop in centre I worked in and for had to close, and I have developed an eating disorder, furious with myself, it happened after the babies died and again after my husband died , why again? Down to size 8 and now muscles wasting.
I seem to have no fight left and yes admit I have spent my life racing around like a constipated duck .
Yesterday i came across a photograph of my husband, haven't looked at one in forty years , it was a shock, daft I know but it was. He hasn't aged , still thirty , looking at him was like the first time we met .
When I die I may or may not see him again, I will see the light of God and feel those ever open arms .
If I do meet my husband again he can apologise for disagreeing with me when he left our home for the last time
, I have had to live with the guilt for forty years , it will be his turn !
Sorry for these two posts and thank you for your caring replies
Annie x