Nine Years Later

Nine years ago today I said goodbye to the love of my life.  Sad days have followed me for a lot of that time. As the years have passed, the sadness has abated to a point that I can remember my love with fondness and not shed tears.
I have learned a lot in the last nine years. I have learned that life goes on. That though people care, they get on with their lives, and I have to go on with mine.
I have learned how to keep a good, clean (ahem,no comments) house. How to maintain a checkbook balance that keeps me out of the "red ink" zone. I have conquered the washer and dryer, though I still HATE doing laundry. I have learned how to "cook for one." (read here," make lots of stuff at once and refrigerate.") I have found that I rather like being alone. A friend asked recently if I would ever consider remarrying. I said a resounding "no." I like my space, my being able to do what I want, when I want to do it. I rarely get "lonely" and when I do, I jump in the car and go somewhere around people. So, I would say I have adjusted to single life. I kinda like it. Yes, I miss Pam every day. Yes, I wish she was still here, only in a "well" state, not the way she was when she passed.
When I hear people say they "lost" a loved one, I think to myself, "I didn't lose Pam. I know exactly where she is." I know she's somewhere out there looking down on her family and smiling. Probably scratching her head and thinking, "Damn, am I missing out on a lot."  And she is!

Until next time,
Peace, (I have found it)
JE