Saturday, April 14, 2012
Flowers for My Husband, Robert
The last time we drove up the driveway together, after Robert received his final radiation treatments, we both still had hope in our hearts that we were fighting the cancer together and we would win. Robert was too weak to get out of the car so I stopped at the foot of the hill and opened the window for him letting him enjoy his flowers. The dafs were just beginning to show and he drank in the sight with pure pleasure. He said, "Tossee, my girl, what a sight! I love it! I am looking forward to feeling better soon so I can walk through the daffodils with you." That was what was special about Bob. He loved the good things in life but he could be blissfully happy with the simplest of things, too. I loved that about him. He was a man who appreciated life and lived it to the fullest on many levels.
I walked through the daffodils myself today April 14th thinking how much I would miss my husband. The loss is staggering and I wonder if I can make it but I know how to be grateful too; grateful that I was swept off my feet by this man and loved so well. Grateful that he chose me. Grateful that, although briefly, I have been painted with his glorious colors and special brand of love and humor. I can hear him saying to me now, "Tossee it's time to train. Glutes, calves and abs today!"
Now I will do it on my own with the coaching of my beloved Bob ringing in my ears.
Posted by Tosca Reno at 10:18 AM