And something else major happened.
I have shared that my family is having a very tough time with the news. I empathize in my cerebral way, and reason that it will be very tough without me for quite awhile, but the Lord will bring them through as he always does.
But this evening my husband and I were watching GoT, and he sent me a one-line text that showed the absolutely devastating loneliness he is going to feel without me after 34 years together.
He wrote, “Everything I have is yours.”
That broke my heart in two.
There is nothing he can do, nobody he can talk to, nowhere he can go where he will not see me.
I wish I had been the one to survive him, because, unlike me, his heart is not made of stone.
Just so sad. So sad.
Back to a stiff upper lip with GoT.
Today was very important for me.
I’m crawling back inside my facade now—but for a second it
humanized me.