Last nigh was the kids' birthday party with the family. Xh's absence was a huge void in my heart. It was something we have done every year for 18 years with family (minus two now with xh). And, we always worked so well together on that day. And, there was always such a strong connection between us on that day. Being surrounded by family, celebrating both of our children, in our home. It was always one of my favorite days. His absence was very evident, and it was like I would look expect him to be there, and turn around and remember he wasn't.
But, we made it through. We still had a nice time. My family is made up of a bunch of jokesters.
It weighed heavily on my heart this morning. But, I am finding that all the rest, I seemed to have let go. I am now mourning the loss of my husband. He is gone and I miss him.
