Six weeks ago my husband, Rob, took his final breath surrounded by love. It was unexpected, traumatic, harrowing. The end when it came was unremarkable; we all looked at each other as if to say ‘Is that it’? And it was. That was it. His 52 years in this World were over, and he has left a huge gaping hole in our family. My future is uncertain and unplanned, and a lot of the time unwanted. But this past 6 weeks I have realised what a legacy he has left. Our children, his colleagues, our friends (not so much his family!) have showed me such love, unsolicited and sometimes overwhelming, that I cannot fail to put one foot in front of the other and move along this unknown pathway. I miss him all the time. I feel all the feelings. I cry a lot. But I cannot deny the love that is carrying me through, and I need to be grateful.

Posted by ruthb69 at 2022-06-12 10:20:00 UTC