To my darling husband,
I miss you as much as I love you.
Due to the time difference between Ontario and British Columbia our conversations are short and never offer the opportunity for me to tell you exactly how I feel. Damn those 3 hours!
I pray and hope that Grandma's funeral went as well as possible. That her life was celebrated and the cloak of sadness was not immobilizing for anyone. I expect you were the strength and support many of your family members needed and wanted. I take comfort in knowing you are there and will be able to help.
Please know that things are going very well here on the home front. The kids are doing really well and there have been very few stressful times. Believe it or not, the bewitching hour(s) have not been that bewitching...perhaps this is because I am not anticipating your arrival home from work. I am pacing myself and able to cope very well with the trilogy.
My heart swelled when Ander rushed out of his room this morning yelling," Is Daddy home yet?" David Joseph looked at him and said," No, he is still with Grandpa and Great Grandpa helping Great Grandma get to be an angel. That is hard work Anderson and he is helping Great Grandpa and Grandpa not be sad."
David, my love, thank you. Thank you for being you. For loving your family. For being a rock. For loving me - and our children.
Miss you. Love you.
BEAR....and 3 little bear cubs.