39 days into new life

The empty house breathes sooo loudly, I can hear it inhale and exhale. The walls whisper ever so softly, “I am so old”.  All the well-wishers have resumed their own lives. And rightfully so.

I have finished all the business at hand, letters, phone calls, emails, faxes, and the like.

My routne … has been altered.  My identity … has changed.

I’ve cleaned & rearranged my house three times over. And actually read, three novel size books.

When watching tv, something made me laugh, I turned to look at him — forgetting! …….  I turned the tv off.

I’ve been told — one day at a time! Well, this is day 39.



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