Today is John's anniversary - 15 years

 

My Love, this is how I want to remember you.

“Parted from me and never parted, never and always touching and touched.”

I love you, John. I can’t wait to hold you and hug you again.

Happy birthday, John!

Today would have been John's 82nd birthday. 

I can't wrap my mind around that. He was always be 67 in my mind, the age he was when he died. Forever young.

I think about what we would be doing if he were here - having a cake, presents, maybe dinner out. But celebrating, definitely celebrating.

John's 35th birthday

 

 

 

John's 50th birthday

And so I celebrate in my heart. Today I will raise a glass to my Love and let him know that I love him and can't wait to be with him again.

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart.

Love lives forever!

Namaste.

Happy anniversary!

 

My Love, my husband,

Happy anniversary!

37 years ago today we had our church wedding. What a wonderful, beautiful day!

I am so proud to be your wife.

I love you, my sweet baboo.

♥

Happy St. Patrick's Day, John!

 Happy St. Patrick's Day, my Love.

47 years ago tonight we started to be. Shamrocks, gold sparkles, green beer - oh my! :)

I love you so much, John. ♥

Happy Bunkie Day!

 

45 years ago today you and I started our life together when you moved in.

You made lasagna for us to celebrate.

What a wonderful day that was.

I love you, John.

♥

Happy Valentine's Day, Sweetheart!

 I miss you. ♥

 

A simple connection

Someone posted a story on Facebook recently that talked about how a woman who had lost her husband couldn't bring herself to wash the last cup that her husband had used before he died.

John used to grind the coffee beans for our coffee in the morning. He would place the remaining ground beans in an orange Tupperware for use the next day. After he died, there were still ground beans in the Tupperware container. I couldn't bring myself to ever use the last beans that he had ground for us. I saved them in that Tupperware and I still have it. Every so often I hold it. It's a connection to him. I will never throw it away.