It has been less than 2 weeks since husband passed. Seems like an eternity. I am still trying to wrap my head around all that has happened and how fast it all ended.
I sit on my patio every morning and talk to him. The other morning, I was crying and talking to him. I asked him for a sign. I needed to hear from him. I got up to go to the bathroom, came back outside and looked up at the sky.
As I focused more, I saw a straight line of a very thin cloud, stretching the entire width of my patio. I had never seen such a straight line in a cloud and stared at it for a few seconds. Then, right before my very eyes, angel wings began to come out of this straight line. They were elegant, beautiful, wispy and Heavenly.
I started to cry, thanking husband for this sign. I turned my head to take a drink of my espresso, looked back out my patio and it was gone.
That was all I needed.
I leave for California on the 4th of August. I will be there for 2 weeks. It will be nice to get away.
The kids each got some ashes in individual urns. I have a big one and 1 small one. I plan on buying 2 medium sized ones, 1 for me and 1 for father in law. I am taking the small one to California where I will release some into his beloved San Diego, in the ocean.
I am having a hard time with leaving my home. After 5 years of caring for him, I can walk out my door anytime I want. Another adjustment.
I don't know where this blog is going, or, if I will continue it. I always thought once husband passed, I would shut this down and start on my book. I have made attempts at the book, but, husband was still alive then.
Once I get back from California, I will start that book.
I have a story to tell.
Our story.
My story.
