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flashback, George, ghost pumpkin, halloween, heart attacks, holding hands, love of my life, sorry for myself
tonight I had a flashback to the night George died… haven’t had one in months…
not sure what triggered it, although I’ve seen a few commercials lately talking about how fire fighters and paramedics have saved people having heart attacks…
went completely cold as I relived the police at the door, the drive to the hospital, seeing him, calling the girls, dealing with all the things that had to happen…
made me sad and just a tiny bit sorry for myself…
been thinking a lot lately of so many who are struggling in their lives and their relationships… remembering our struggles over the years, but how we were lucky and blessed to always come out on the positive side… it really is amazing to marry the love of your life and still feel that way after forty years…
been talking a bit recently with the little boys and a few others about how much I miss holding hands walking down the street… we always held hands whenever we were out and about… now, if I am very lucky one of the little boys will deign to hold my hand for a short period, lol…
the other day they picked me up a ghost pumpkin because they know how I love to decorate for Halloween… makes me think I need to get out the boxes and put some ghostly things out…