He Was A Gift....

There are many things that we aren't meant to understand. Sometimes things happen that don't seem fair, and just don't make sense, no matter how many ways you twist and bend them. For my kind, sweet, friend and partner Ron to be gone so early, and to have endured what he had to endure seems criminal. I suppose the general thinking here would be that "God needed him more...." Perhaps there will come a day when that brings me some comfort. At the moment I just want him here. I want him here pain free, out in the sunshine taking his beloved pictures, planning his next camping trip, and making me laugh until I thought my sides would burst. As difficult as the last few weeks have been, there has been great comfort in spending time with Ron's beloved family. His dear Mom, 4 sisters and his little brother have taken me in as their own. It was surreal to sit with them at Ron's bedside, while we all took turns holding his hand and stroking his hair. They regaled me with tales of his childhood and proved what I had suspected all along; that Ron was stubborn and impish and wonderful right from the get go. It has been a privilege to be his "radio wife", and having the love and friendship of such an incredible soul has made me a better human being. I can see his influence in the words I say, in the thoughts I think and in the way I love. He will be with me always. Try not to be too sad for too long....Ron would hate that...and for once, I will give him the last word. God Bless.