A year ago my heart shattered and has not healed as I felt Robert leave us as his coldness arose in my arms. Robert went to heaven too soon. We didn’t get to say goodbye. We didn’t get to say I love you. The emotional pain telling our son his father is gone; his scream is embedded in my mind forever.
Life has been almost unbearable since my proud Vietnam Veteran laid alone at a funeral home for months until I could pay the bill. This was the wrong time to find out Robert didn’t keep up on his life insurance - Robert didn’t receive honors or a funeral.
As I continued to fight the emotional battle of losing my husband, I suffered a broken shoulder, torn rotator cuff, tore a bicep muscle, broke a foot, and fractured my shin; I was off work close to five months, and steadily I am returning to full-time; I continue physical therapy as surgery is not ruled out yet.
The bills did not stop, they became greater, and my home has followed my ill-fated steps of life, not only does my roof need repairs, I am behind on my mortgage. The loss of my income minus Robert’s has been a hardship in this emotional time of life.
One thing Robert taught me was to be strong no matter what the circumstances are - that detours only last so long before a new road is upon the horizon.
As I travel my way through each day - what I wouldn’t give to feel Robert hold me telling me everything will be okay; to turn the clock back, erase these days of physical and mental pain.
“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal.”
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