Anniversary 2

 

It's the second anniversary of Steve’s death today, the past two years have flown by. It doesn't seem long ago that he became ill. I talk to him every days. I know he’s still egging me on.

The continued kindness of family and friends has been such a comfort. Every message I read seems like someone’s holding my hand as I get going with my new life. By going  with the flow I find I do things I never dreamed of.

I love it when family, friends or even strangers to me unexpectedly tell me stories about how Steve impacted on their lives. Knowing he's not forgotten and hearing stories about things he did help me feel connected, There is always an assumption when you've been married for a long time that you know every detail of the other persons life. That's rarely true.  Steve was a kind generous solid man, always willing to help anyone out,   knowing how much he meant to others reassures me that he lived a happy life exactly the way he wanted to live it. He didn't waste a  moment.

I’ll miss him forever and so do others I know; I was so proud of him.The fun, friendship and understanding we had of each other was great.