Another Look Up Moment
47I've written of my husband and his time at war. I've written of him and my grief over his death. On this Memorial Day, I'd like to share photos of one of our last mornings together.
He took me to all the places I wanted to go to so that I could take pictures of trees and rocks, the ocean in ice and snow and in the warmth of the summer. He followed me as I kept my camera pointed down and especially when I pointed it up. I never looked. I'd get to absorbed. So he'd look for me. There were times he had his arm around my waist for that shot that was a little precarious. He'd grab my shirt or jacket if I was about to take a wrong step. He was always there, and always amused.
Now I'll have to look for myself. I only have myself to watch out for me. He's not here anymore to grab my jacket, or hold me as I lean way out, or just to hold me.
Sunrise was our time to go for walks. We were both early risers. This was one of those mornings when the rising sun played off the clouds and was so beautiful. We just stood there together and were in awe. We shared it. I remember his hand on my shoulder and our quiet conversation. I'll remember this morning because it was just him and me and the sunrise.
So for him on Memorial Day, instead of a sunset, the close of day; here is a sunrise. The start of a new day. I love you, husband.
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Beautiful!
thank you Hawkesdream and dineane. i'm trying. it's up and down, mostly down, so i have to remember to look up.
Beautiful. Keep looking up, girl.
Wow. So beautiful. You are blessed to have such wonderful memories.
Fitting Tribute on Memorial day for your Husband
Till you see him again...ya'll both have this memory of this sunrise shared together.
thank you Teresa, and Shadesbreath, and manlypoetryman. i'm going through literally thousands of photographs and in every one, whether he was in them or not, he was there with me.
Dear womanNshadows,
My heart goes out to you. There's kind of this club we are into of all humans who have lost a loved one and are experiencing pain. You will feel better in time. Not back like before your loss but different and yes . . . well, good.
his death was like having 3/4 of my soul ripped from me. i know time is what it takes but i also know and agree that i will never be the same. never. part of me is gone.
beautiful!
thank you, mary.
Lovely photos. I regret that I never took a lot of pictures. I feel as though I cheated my children out of a visual childhood, all they have now are memories and a small amount of photos. Perhaps I can change that by starting now. Better late than never :)
trish, it's never too late to pick up a camera.
Hawkesdream says:
6 months ago
Anew start to a new day, a wonderful tribute. You are OK!