It has been four months today that I lost my sweet Andy. I can’t believe it has been four months already. That’s 122 days without him. It’s unbelieveable to me. Unfathomable. I think a part of me is still numb.
In our entire relationship the longest we had ever been apart was about three months. And it was torture.
Andy took a job in Ottawa in the Autumn of 2004 when his Dad, Ralph, was fighting his brain tumour and we wanted Andy to be with him. During that few months we talked at least once a day and travelled to see each other several times. Even still, it wasn’t enough for us. I remember breaking down in tears at the airport every time we had to say good bye. The emails were countless. The phone calls would end with, ‘you hang up.” “No, you hang up!”
Now it’s been four months since I’ve seen his smile, heard his voice, and looked into his beautiful eyes. Dammit. I’d give anything for him to be on the other end of a phone call.
And I’d never hang up.
You are a brave, passionate, sincere, strong & honest woman.
You love with all your heart, most do not though they protest they do.
Though we traveled in different circles, & still do, I always knew you are genuine, ‘real’.
you know what I mean…
p
Lisa.
Always wonderful to get an update on how you are doing. We found “A wonderfull life” on the site today and loved it. Really noticed the resemblence between Andy when he was young and Daniel. Loved to see the pictures of Andy and Ralph.
Let us know if you ever need anything or if you are ever in the Ottawa area. As well, we will let you know when we are in the Calgary area. Too bad we missed you when we passed through Calgary in the summer (as luck would have it, you were back east).
We hear you when you say: “I’d never hang up”!
The Wallaces