Life and death

A very short but all telling post about life and death. My dear husband died. We held hands till the end. I’m devastated and in a rollercoaster. There you are……. holding hands with your husband, and a couple of days later there is just his corpse in a coffin and me still talking to him. Every day I visit his grave and am still talking to him. It’s truly all so unreal. I do know this is life. Deal with it. I don’t know where i’ll go from here. And I don’t know when I can pick up the pieces again. I’m really really devastated and sad and on the other hand trying to be strong, as he wished me to do. He taught me everything…. how to deal with things afterwards. One of his last words were if the tax files were already done and that I should not cry. My last words to him were “I’ll wait for you”. I know we’ll meet again. That’s God’s promise! Some pictures here of the funeral. If you cannot take shocks, don’t look further. But I find this is the shit I had to deal with, since i’m as real as can be, I thought to share it here. I needed to vent. When the coffin went into the grave the ‘Ave Maria’ was played as he wished. Also attached some other music that was played during the funeral service.

For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.

1 Thessalonians 4:16

I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU MY SWEET JAN!
YOU ARE MY HERO; MY EVERYTHING!

GOODBYE MY SWEETHEART!
I’LL WAIT FOR YOU!!!

THE END

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