Every morning I am awakened by a phone call. It might be my daughter or son to see how I am doing or my sisters asking if they can come over to keep me company. This is how I spend most of my mornings.
My husband and I have spent many years, many tears, laughs, and joys together, and every day we eat our lunch and dinner together.
He does not say much but when I look into his eyes I can see the love he has for me is even stronger than the day before.
We spend the whole day together and it never gets old, I enjoy every second of it. Today is a different day. I got that phone call; the one that I have been preparing for.
The one that, in all honesty, I have been hoping for. It was neither from my children nor my sisters.
It was from Nurse Leah notifying me that man that I have spent that last 62 years with did not wake up this morning.