Tuesday, February 22, 2011

One Year

Exactly one year ago tonight I went to bed with my husband curled up by my side, without the slightest indication that my life would change forever in a matter of hours.

Tonight part of me just wants to curl up under the covers, close my eyes, and get this night over with.  While another part, keeps holding on to the hope that somehow, some way, he will find a way to let me know that he is with me tonight.  If I stay up just a little bit longer, maybe I will feel his touch or hear his voice just one more time. 

I have so many friends and family members who have given me their love and support over this past year, yet there is still only one pair of arms that I crave.  One pair of arms that, if wrapped around me, would make all of my fears and sadness go away.  One pair of arms that I miss more than anything.  The one pair of arms that I can no longer have.


the misfit said...

I've been reading through all your flashbacks and my heart breaks for you. I want to argue with the doctors, find out what was really wrong, make the EMTs come faster. I can't even imagine how you must feel. You have the strength of an ogre (in a good way) to survive this. Praying for you.

Christine Dallimore said...

I read this earlier and just teared up. I know how you feel...in a different way of course, but I know all to well that deep longing. Hugs to you my friend...