Consequential to Moving forward

I am in the very center of a transformation. Like a tornado, I remain quiet at the center while watching the wind scoop up all of what I had dreamed. I saw all of what I came to know as meaningful blowing away, leaving behind tell tale particles of love, respect, friendship and security. The beginning of cleanup will begin when the storm continues to twirl all that I know as normal through to the end and then the sun will reappear 

The beginning of the end.

Taking apart the picture board for my husband. everything about our life was on the board. Removing the pictures I thought to myself how I always had a soft spot in my heart for Victor. It was always very important to me that he could have and be anything he wanted. 

That was my first task, taking care of him to the best of my ability. We came to each other broken. He taught me how not to be afraid because he simply had no fear. He was bulletproof.

We could never have lived apart from each other. Two people could not be more madly in love. That love continued until the very minute he left.

Because of his brilliance and my perseverance, we lived 45 years together. He always had the itinerary and led me to the best life, a life most people would only dream of.