I was married in August but my husband is no longer here to raise a glass. He missed a lot of good things - four grandsons he would have adored and a house in France where he could have indulged in the best of Cahors wine. But he was a 'bon viveur' who couldn't see the point of denying pleasure for a few extra years on this planet. So he died young. I don't think he was prepared for that and I am left in a state of limbo with so many things unresolved.
But he was my biggest supporter when it came to painting and I still use the easel he bought me soon after we were married. If I'm looking for approval from him on how it's going, I think I have it. I'll raise my glass and settle for that.
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