The passing of another day, another life

Its been awhile since I posted, in fact it was in the early hours of December 8th.  the day a very close and dear freind, my ex husband died,  It was to be only a few hours before I received a call to say to get to the hospital straight away, his vital signs were dropping.   We were with him to the end.  The funeral was yesterday, such a beautiful service where my children and I paid tribute to him in the best way we knew how, and that was to reflect his big laugh, his ability to tell a wonderful story and his very engaging personality.

Although we had gone our separate ways some while ago, whatever it was that connected us all those years ago when I met him at 16, it was still there at the end, guess its true, that love never dies.  Living with Bruce was an amazing roller coaster ride, when the ups were up they flew into the cosmos, when they were down, it plummeted to amazing depths.  Life is more stable now but I am trying to remember all the good times of our earlier life together and the more recent times.  It was only a few short weeks ago we were sitting in the early winter sunshine sharing a coffee and a sandwich and chatting about old times, it bought a smile to both our faces and we laughed together.  Death is so final, it was such a shock and so quick that I am still coming to terms with it.

Watching this incredible sunset last night I realised how beautiful an ending can be, for in a few short hours the sun will rise again, Bruce will rise again on the next part of his journey, I like to think he is travelling back into the cosmos, his souls purpose  now over on this earth and he  will shine down on us, a beautiful star in the heavens

Rest in Peace dear Brucie

4 thoughts on “The passing of another day, another life

  1. I knew Bruce when working in insurance a good few years ago, so sad to hear of his death. I only recently found your blog by accident around the time of your last posting, very strange as that is obviously when Bruce was dying. I still visit T Wells to see my elderly parents and often wonder what happened to Bruce. He was such a character. With fond memories and kindest regards, Maggie x

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