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Sometimes I Hate it When He's Right!

He came downstairs to get a cup of coffee. He has his own upstairs, but once in awhile he likes to say good morning and let me know he’s still here. This morning he had a lecture. 

“Do you know that people look at me like I am strange?”

I laughed right out loud. “You have long beautiful long hair. You have a very long gray beard. You have beautiful blue or green eyes (I will never understand how they change color) and you weigh almost nothing. You are different.”

Then he got that serious look, the one that terrifies me. He quietly says “What are you going to miss most?”

“I will miss your smile and your generosity.  I will l not miss most of the things that make you smile. You love terrifying me and I won’t miss that. I will miss your snowmen in the winter. I will miss your calm in every storm. I won’t miss talking about this!”

  • Do you appreciate the differences of others?

    • Yes
    • No

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  1. Seriously, I cannot get into this type of conversation … I cannot imagine about this …
    It must have been difficult … but I think you’ll find a way out and get over …

    Take cares

  2. That is the strangest thing about differences. What I regret is that the saying love is blind is so true. My husband was always a get and up and go kind of guy. Sometime between 2014 and 2017 when he passed away he kept getting thinner. He did eat and quite well he still had the energy to do things and he was not ill. So we thought. I saw him as he always was my love, my soul mate, my rock and tended to look at his fhinness as you see in other couples who age together a thin husband and a plumper wife. No problem so I thought. Then things went very wrong and very fast in August of 2017 and one day he was here and the next gone and I was in shock. Now I look at the photos through the years and think how could I not see the huge differences suddenly occurring. I never did and now it is way too late.

  3. That was a poignant exchange. My father died suddenly five years ago. I had spoken to him on Sunday (chit chat) and we had made plans for us coming to visit them and helping him with a computer problem (4th of July). That was the last time we ever spoke. We ended our conversation with I love you. I will never forget those words.

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