Somewhat less than three decades ago, I spent a night in this hospital giving birth to my older daughter C. If you had told me then that my husband would leave me for another woman and start a new family, I simply would not have believed you.
If you had told me then that I'd be in this same building today under the same bright blue sky on similar a hot day with Santa Ana winds brewing--this time sitting on the bed of the man who loves me, I would have looked at you blankly and asked, "Who?"
The daughter is a grown woman now. The ex-husband exists only at the crumpled edges of my memory. But the man, sick as he is at the moment, is a presence as wide and warm and sheltering as that blue California sky.
6 comments:
Life is so very strange. And how I want that man who loves you to be better. So much better. His heart sounds so huge.
I am beaming all the healing comfort that I can. Life is strange indeed. I am glad you found each other.
I, too, am beaming broad rays of hope for healing.
I join all the others that follow your marvellous blog... in hoping that that wonderful man who loves you, is made better shortly and will have long years ahead to share with you.. it must be so hard keeping strong, but you are a very strong person as we have seen from your writings, and this is the time when your strength will be truly tested... sending you both hugs and best wishes and hopes for many more memories together... j
You spoke a lot in few words.
Things are thrown at us at random phases - some good some bad.
That picture with the clear blue sky compliments what you had to say.
This makes me cry. May he be well. May he be healed. May you two be at peace together.
Sending love.
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