Anniversary

Today is the 3rd  anniversary of my husband's death.  Yup it's been that long.  20 years with someone is a long time.  His death shook me.  Many of you were there with me.  I will never forget the kindness of strangers in Georgia who showed up at my house because "That is just what we do here ma'am"...True southern hospitality.  They brought hams, turkeys, pies....Kenny would have loved it.  The biggest irony in his death was that the move to Georgia brought him and I so close.  We had a lake with a little canoe, we were clean and sober and life was just getting sweet.  Why God chooses when he does, only he knows. 

So today I will clean the house, and remember. I cried for a few minutes this morning and than wiped the tears because I know he is in a much better place right now.  I have been watching the news lately and what I see scares me.  Cannibals in Florida and Md???? Wtf?  My nephew went to school with the one boy in Joppatowne, Md.  He calls it the Zombie Apocalypse.  I don't think Kenny would like to live in this world.  That is why he chose a secluded home on a lake that was rather isolated.  He was done.  Done with row homes and neighbors. No more "Associations" with their rules.  He could sit on the porch naked and no one would see.  Our dog could run like the wind with no leash..( I feel like singing Born Free, but I'll spare you). 

The journey continues without him.  I never would have thought the story would take this turn, but their is always a new twist along the way.  That was more like a crash, but same principle.

So here is a toast to life and death and the journey...Salud!