I just posted a status on facebook---about best friends who could look across the room and know exactly what the other one was going to say. And as I read it, I knew it was also about my best friend and husband. We many times knew what the other was thinking and could read each others minds. And then I got to thinking about my JIm. Just how lucky I was to find him. Many of you don't know how we met. JIm had put an ad in our local paper looking for someone not afraid of commitment. I answered that ad. We were married 3 months later and were married 24 years before he died.
Now, he would tell anyone who would listen, that he was the lucky one. I quess it was a mutual admiration. The only regret I have, is we didn't have more time together. But, I never for one moment, doubted just how much he loved me and I loved him. Too, many people in this world never find that kind of love. And if they do find someone, it doesn't last. Someone cheats, or they "just couldn't get along'. I'd say I was blessed, and lucky to find a good, loving, christian man, who ment the world to me and would have given me the world if he could. He has been gone 6 1/2 months, that's not a long time, yet it seems like it has been forever at times. I miss him every minute of every day. But I have no regrets, except the wanting more time. Because, I realize how lucky I have been to have had THE LOVE OF A GOOD MAN.
Mary, I also liked your post. Of all the things we had with our spouse, the looking across the room and seeing that they knew what you were thinking and going to say sure reminded me of what I had. My pal is gone. The love of a good man is gone now, me. No one to share with and to know the love that I have in all respects and to appreciate it. That is all put out to pasture never to be used again. But.."thank you God, for giving us that time together". Hugs to all. Hugs are good.