So…it’s been an overwhelmingly rough three weeks in the Spruce Tunnel.

And now — it came up unexpectedly —  it is November 26th.   The day that Hubbie died.

Sleeping on rocking chair

I need to remember him in everyday life, as I saw him so often, relaxing around the house.   In his favorite chair.

It’s been three years.  2010 – 2013

The days are better, but the Day is not.


We saw this sunset together on our travels, somewhere in central Illinois.

His sunset came;  mine has not.

God has my sunset waiting in His hands.




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