boggybranch
Deeply Rooted
Well......survived the first year. ALMOST "broke the spade" (garden for...you know) on Tuesday. Went to work to say goodbye but my bossman wouldn't let me leave until he had "talked me down". It's bad when the trauma of the 2 weeks overrides 35+ years. Spent the last 4 days beating back the jungle that the garden had become through depression-driven neglect (more on that, shortly). Showed you guys the "memorial ink" that I had done......well, it turned into a trilogy to give me strength.
NOTHING that I'll ever be told will be worse....... (the day the doctor told us she wasn't going to "make it")
NOTHING I ever have to do will be harder.......(the day life support was 'turned off')
NO loss will be greater.......(the day, the love of my life, 'crossed over')
NOTHING that I'll ever be told will be worse....... (the day the doctor told us she wasn't going to "make it")
NOTHING I ever have to do will be harder.......(the day life support was 'turned off')
NO loss will be greater.......(the day, the love of my life, 'crossed over')