It has been one year since our guy died.  I miss him so much. I think about him so many times throughout the day.  Some days when I pull into the driveway at the end of the workday and I see his truck, I think (only for a split second): “Richard is home.”  Then the reality hits!  Each day I have so many reminders of him.  I have shared memories for the past 30 days and will continue to write about our life here. 

I am so grateful that I married Richard and for the life we built together.  I would not trade the life we created to avoid the pain and anguish of the last year.  Of course I wanted more time but that is not how it worked out. 

To those who reached out over the past year, Thank you from the bottom of my heart.  For those who have walked with me on regular basis (some of you daily) over the past year, I could not have done this without you (you know who you are 😊).  You have saved me with your calls, texts, food deliveries, prayers, and support.  To my TZ tribe – I am grateful on a daily basis for your love and support. 

The saying that “time heals all wounds” isn’t necessarily true.  I learned that it is what you do with that time that heals the wounds.  I have been intentional in mourning Richard’s death.  I have come to believe that death does not end the relationship (our relationship continues).

Please continue to share your stories about Richard with me.  Please continue to say his name.  Do not think it will upset me or that you will remind me of something if you bring him up.  I love talking about his and keeping his memory alive.