It was the day we met this month, but just couldn’t acknowledge it.

This is the face that I will miss this summer, while sitting on the front porch.  I still have the rug, but it won’t be the same.

It is Sunday.

It is the worst day of the week, as I still wake up on Sundays thinking he’s waiting for me, and he’s not…obviously.

That doesn’t happen so often these weekends, although this morning I had a need to go lay down from 7-8:30 and fall back asleep in out bedroom.

Tomorrow is Memorial Day and David and I will probably go visit his father (WWII Vet) at the cemetery…something Gerry and I used to do spontaneously.  We want to get rid of the winter and put some red, white, and blue flowers.

Summer begins.

About danielle

I am a rescue mom and school teacher. Gerry came to me from Texas, after he "failed" as a hunting dog. He had NOT had an easy life. I was three years divorced, and we saved each other. Last week I learned he has osteosarcoma. Our world feels upside down...while everyone else is right side up.
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