Day 24....No more visits.

This past weekend, I went south to spend the weekend with my hubby for the final time. It was kinda surreal to be spending the day with him, looking around after all these years, thinking I'd never be sharing that kind of time with him again in that setting. I wasn't sad in the least, though...neither of us were. Just very, very glad that we're closing this chapter of our lives.

I'd have stayed longer with him on Sunday, but I left a bit early due to bad road conditions to the north. I wanted to try to get back over the mountains before dark, or as close as possible to it. I didn't make it, but I did make it home safely.

It's been a long road I've traveled...not just this weekend, but in the past 7 years. So worth every one of the 140,000 miles I've put on that truck, most of which I've spent heading down the road to see him. When I lost my Bill, I never thought I'd be able to find happiness like that again. I was right...what I had with Bill was unique. What I have with Alan is unique, too...but so much more than I ever could have dreamed, all those years ago.

Thank you, Lord, for granting us the strength to get through these past few years. And Lord, please grant us the patience to last 23 more days.