We never knew how much Mike was loved and the physical out pouring gave us a great deal of comfort. It is now 22 years after the fact. The pain never leaves us. We have learned to cope with it. I would like to share some of the wonders we have experienced after these dark, dark, days.
Rainbows always follow the storms and it seems the brightest appear after the worst of storms.
I try very hard to concentrate on the rainbows. Mike's spirit never leaves us and we still find joy in the bittersweet memories. Many things have changed. My husband and I are now alone. He has now retired, and I continue to try to get in touch with some latent creativity.