A few years after Elena died, Kim and I were sitting in the kitchen and she was in one of those moods that we all get in where she was feeling that life wasn’t going right.

“I don’t know,” I said, “except for that one horrible thing, our lives are mostly very good.”

That one horrible thing, losing our youngest daughter, was indescribably awful.

But, if you could put that aside, we had a wonderful life together.

For the most part we remembered that.

We had great friends and family, a wonderful daughter, and the two of us traveled the world together.

Except for that one thing, we had a great life.

And now this.

Kim died a month ago today.

This second indescribably horrible event.

I look forward to getting to the point where I can say – no, where I can believe – that except for these two horrible things, my life is mostly very good.

Not today.

Not yet.


Published in: on September 23, 2016 at 12:42 pm  Comments (2)  

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  1. Bit by bit.

  2. I’m so sorry for your loss.

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