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.