Time marches on

It has been 6 months since my wife passed away. They say it gets easier with time. I suppose.  People who have experienced the loss of a loved one, may move on but it is not…..easier, it is just accepted. Accepted, that they are not returning, at least in body. They are always there in your spirit and in your thoughts when you awake and when you go to bed. I have found it difficult living in the country without my best friend. It is a lonely life.

Thank goodness for my girls, I will never starve. My computer is my best friend these days; it has been the source contact with many distant relatives, friends and acquaintances’.  

The sun has just broken through the clouds but the weatherman says another day of rain. A red headed woodpecker is at the feeder, daffodils are blooming and I can almost hear the grass growing; and here I sit talking to myself.

It truly is a dusty road I travel.