was reading a blog about how, when this person looks at a park bench, they see love…
made me think about a picture that the Cyndi took of George and I the day of Crystal and Jeff’s wedding…
George and I looking out over the water…
Jeff’s good friend and neighbour came up to us and said he thought it was wonderful that folks who had been married for so long could still cuddle on a park bench, and how seeing us in that moment helped make the day especially meaningful for him…
I had just been out of the hospital for a while, and was still feeling quite tired when I did too much… so we were taking a little break during the photographic extravaganza, and had sat down on the bench and were enjoying the view of the river…
I dug up the photo (thanks Ron for sending it!)… I think I will use it for my office coaster, which has been craving a new picture…
it also reminded me of one of the things that I miss most… holding George’s hand when walking down the street, through a store, or wherever… we always held hands and I really miss that…
it used to make the girls giggle in an embarassed way, but as they grew older, it made them giggle in a “how cute is that” way…
when I think about how much I miss my beloved, I am reminded of what an amazing life I had with him and how special that was…
I know the the future will be different, but I will always have him with me in my heart…
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