On this day in 1988, John and I were married in the Church. We had eloped in 1981 but then, after John's annulment, we had our marriage blessed. John also converted to Catholicism and was baptized, had his First Holy Communion and Confirmation all at the same ceremony. It was lovely.
46 years ago today we had our first date and a wonderful life was born.
I love you, John.
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John moved in with me 44 years ago today. A wonderful day that he called Bunkie Day. We celebrated it every year.
I love you and miss you so much, John.
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And thank you for the wonderful beautiful sign you sent today.
I gift myself Christmas presents from John every year. I know he didn't buy them, of course. But I like to think he would have if he were here. But even though I tell myself that, it's still not the same thing as getting something really from him.
But this year was different.
I met a dear friend for lunch a couple of days ago. And we exchanged Christmas presents. Hers to me touched my heart.
It was a Willow Tree figurine. I love them and have many. But I didn't have this one.
It's called Messenger and the note from the company says "Bringing comfort and love from afar". My friend said she felt especially inspired to buy this for me. I KNOW that was John. He sent me a real present from him this year.
Thank you. Thank you for my dear dear friend. Thank you for John's love.
Namaste.
I tend to ruminate a lot. Especially when I am driving. My mind goes non-stop between watching traffic and thinking through problems. I'm a worrier. It's my superpower.
Yesterday was no different.
I was driving to a haircut appointment and also worrying about many things - some health issues, the upcoming house repairs, and so forth.
Then, I noticed the car ahead of me and its license plate caught my eye.
John always called me his Bunkie. He did that from the first day he moved in with me. And we always celebrated that day as one of our important anniversaries. He called it Bunkie Day.
I truly believe John was reaching out to me yesterday and telling me to stop worrying about things so much. He was also still calling me his Bunkie which I loved, and telling me that he still loved me. I love that too.
Thank you, John. Message received.
Namaste.
