4 Years, 11 Months, 20 Days

The Five Year Anniversary of Prince Charming’s Accident is just around the corner.  It’s cold.  It’s dreary.  Let’s just say it’s been a rough few days . . . and I know there are a few more rough days ahead of me . . .

On my way home for lunch today, I heard “our song” . . . the one that we slow danced to oh so many times . . . some days that song brings me great joy . . . some days it breaks my heart . . . today it broke my heart . . .

Yes, I had to sit at a stop sign and get a grip before I could finish the drive home.  No, it never occurred to me to change the station . . .

Then I got home and I got a piece of mail that made me laugh like a crazy person . . . you know that junk mail that is trying to sell you extended warranty on your car . . . there was one in the mailbox today . . . for Prince Charming . . . and his cute little car!  For some reason, that particular piece of mail struck me funny and I laughed all afternoon about it . . .

No matter how bleak a day is . . . somebody always sends me a sign that I’m stronger than I believe . . . and I’m going to be okay . . .

Bless his heart . . .

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One response to “4 Years, 11 Months, 20 Days

  1. Pam, I feel your pain as THAT anniversary day approaches, but so glad you still have that crazy sense of humor – it will take you far !

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