Cory, I can honestly say that I am a survivor of so many things. But I also have a strength to get back up so far. And with all that God has allowed in my life of good things. I only have to choose what I want to be. I am just now able to talk or write about it. I have nit relinquished that I am also, somewhat crippled. I am learning to share, when my heart leads me.
Oh my, this one is as scary as they come. I have very little of my husband’s personal things, a belt, bananas, watch. I don't look at them often.
Because in the end he was on machines. And I had to have them turned off. Yes it was my choice. I could leave him in a coma, for the remaining time or let this brilliant, beautiful soul go free. It was a promise we made to one another. And I left that room, when his heart stopped. My love was no longer there. But this poor woman hung on until the beauty of her love no longer remains 💔
I had to Cory, the woman is me, that was my husband. While we were hauling freight to Salem, N.C., he had two major strokes. I was told he would have to be on machines, just to breath, tube's, oh so many machines. This was a man who could preform for hours and never sing the same song twice. We wrote songs together, we went to other Countries to preach the word of salvation and we were a team, helpmate for 32 years. It broke me to have them turn those machines off. But we had promised each other that if this situation was to happen, we would not leave the other to be on machines. He died less than an hour. I loved him more than I can express. Thank you for reading my stories!
Cory, I can honestly say that I am a survivor of so many things. But I also have a strength to get back up so far. And with all that God has allowed in my life of good things. I only have to choose what I want to be. I am just now able to talk or write about it. I have nit relinquished that I am also, somewhat crippled. I am learning to share, when my heart leads me.
Thank you for being one of my cyber buddies!😇
Awh, thank you for being here, Kathy. ❤️
The slow, then sudden realization... This is great!
Thank you! ❤️
I can’t get past the blue sweater being put on him so carefully, like clean clothes could argue with what happened...
Sometimes people can build a fantasy over reality. Especially when they don't want to face it. 😊
truly haunting and beautifully written.
Thank you. ❤️
Oh my, this one is as scary as they come. I have very little of my husband’s personal things, a belt, bananas, watch. I don't look at them often.
Because in the end he was on machines. And I had to have them turned off. Yes it was my choice. I could leave him in a coma, for the remaining time or let this brilliant, beautiful soul go free. It was a promise we made to one another. And I left that room, when his heart stopped. My love was no longer there. But this poor woman hung on until the beauty of her love no longer remains 💔
Sometimes it's too hard to let go. Plus she's delusional with not facing the reality of what she has done. 😊
I had to Cory, the woman is me, that was my husband. While we were hauling freight to Salem, N.C., he had two major strokes. I was told he would have to be on machines, just to breath, tube's, oh so many machines. This was a man who could preform for hours and never sing the same song twice. We wrote songs together, we went to other Countries to preach the word of salvation and we were a team, helpmate for 32 years. It broke me to have them turn those machines off. But we had promised each other that if this situation was to happen, we would not leave the other to be on machines. He died less than an hour. I loved him more than I can express. Thank you for reading my stories!
Awh, I'm sorry so much has happened to you, Kathy. I hope you're in a healthy state of mind now. ❤️
I'm sure he's still watching over you and loving you every day. 😊