A is for Alan

This month it will be three years since my Beloved flew away to heaven.  I am in the grips of  depression as the date he left us grows nearer. 

Fall once was my favorite time of year...now I find Spring and Summer are the delight of my heart.

Still--I am not alone.  My husband loved God and I know Alan is safe in His arms.  I am comforted by that.  And someday I will see him again, I will hear his laughter, see his smile.  And I have a feeling he will have a LOT of stories to tell me once I get up there.

God bless you all, dear ones.  You are in my prayers--you know who you are.