Update on the stone

I was overviewing my little blog here and noted the day I spoke of my stone painting fear. About 2ish months ago, I did conquer my fear. I painted the stone up right nice and it looked SO much better. It feels good to take care of my buddy boy.

So, I had been having anxieties about my inlaws never visiting me. I figured they couldn’t deal with my life now and as a result were sort of letting me go. This came up in a conversation with SIL and then ironically two days later I received a call from FIL about a visit. I still haven’t confronted her on that but I find it hard to believe that after 8+ months they would just magically decide to see me. That very day when I got out of bed I had this really strong sense of my buddy boy. I don’t know how to explain it and I remember thinking that it had been ages since I had felt that particular way. I thought it was quite fitting that his parents would see me that day. It will be especially odd if SIL never brought it up at all.

I have received several comments from other widows and would love to write you back but am unsure how to do so. Is there a way to find commenters’ email? Would future commenters be willing to leave their blog or email addy? Although I may not write here that often, I check for comments frequently.

Dreaming again…

I just remembered that I dreamed about him last night. I was having some random dream involving all kinds of things, pictures, bees, etc. when in he walks and says something strange. I don’t remember what it was now. Well, when I saw it was him, I pretty much plowed him over while sobbing and sobbing. I remember seeing his face and his eyes so clearly. Oh the pain, the sadness- the words I miss him don’t seem to cover it.