Five years ago on this day and at this time, I brought Larry home from the hospital. I got him settled in his chair to watch the evening news while I went to get his prescriptions filled.
On the way home, I stopped at McDonalds to get him an ice cream sundae. When I pulled it from behind my back, he lit up like a kid at Christmas and literally inhaled it. (Ice cream was really the only thing in his food pyramid!)
After an hour or so, he said, "It's time to go." Not reading it as anything other than time for bed, I helped him up the stairs to his bedroom.
During the night, he left me.
The next day, I went to is room to see what he wanted for breakfast. It didn't matter. He passed during the night and my world came crashing down.
Three days that will always be difficult for me:
- April 22, his birthday
- May 2, the day he left us
- September 15, our anniversary
While my world came crashing down on this day 5 years ago, I have tried moving forward, but it is a long process. I can only hope that if there really is an afterlife, that we will be together again when my time comes. For now, I'm sure that he, his brother and father are enjoying being together and that they are undoubtedly 'torturing' his mother and late wife.
To quote the lyrics from a song by Christina Perri,
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
You just had to go there, didn't you.
