Fifty nine years ago today I made the best decision of my life and married this brilliant, funny kind man. I've really missed him this week as I watch from afar our friends in Houston try to get their lives back in order following Hurricane Harvey, the worst storm ever to hit the coast. All that loss seemed to trigger my own losses this year. I find myself glancing over at the recliner next to me looking for comfort from the guy beside me...an old habit that is hard to let go of. And I miss our wonderful friends of many years and wish I were there to help in some way. This widowhood business just sucks sometimes. Losing my best friend and all that I lost in the move here makes for some lonely days and evenings. Now it is up to me to meet the challenge and I'm working on it.
So today I will celebrate our anniversary by getting a new crown in my mouth and be grateful that I can pay for it thanks to that great guy I married. And grateful that I have found an awesome dentist just down the highway. The weather is gorgeous with a cool front on its way.
Tonight I'll have a Shiner Bach in your honor. Happy Anniversary, Ken Cox. I love you.
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