Today (April 27th) marks the 2nd time of celebrating Julie’s earthly arrival. Today is a date that I recited every time there was a new prescription filled for Julie that needed to be picked up. I did a lot of running around for her when she was here.
She’s not here anymore, but her impact is still here. The memory of her is still so strong. Strong enough to make me think she’s just in another state doing what she did to be able to provide away for multiple families to live outside the stresses of a typical work week.
She would have been 59 this year.
I hope I live well past my 69th birthday. But, it’s times and days like these that give me pause. These celebratory days about her, yet without her, these are the days that I duel with my own mortality the most.
This struggle is real to find deep meaning without her. It’s been a challenge to explore life anew without her support or guidance as my partner. It has been a marathon of building emotional strength that is sustainable from pillow to pillow.
Her birthday is the reminder of many things. Her significance to our development and progress cannot be overlooked at any point in my days since she’s been gone.
This second time around, a life without her in it has been surreal. A day remembering a life that I will never forget. My Deceased Bride, Julie Ann.
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