Bill on my left
DECEMBER 26, 2005
For those who have not seen my stories this is about my husband of 35 years who died of oesaphageal cancer August 12, 2005. He suffered like none I have ever known besides Jesus. His love transcended the grave and here is one of my stories.
Christmas was a hard one without Bill. Christmas Eve was good with family around. Christmas day was okay me and my dogs shared cheese and crackers, I was fine. I began scanning old black and white pictures from my childhood. When I was seven my mom left me and my brother and sister and divorced dad. She had a baby with someone else and there was much drama. Her baby Ricky, now grown, brought these pictures to my sister traveling through town. Many I had never seen. I saw one of me with my first communion dress on sitting on the porch, with my beautiful prayer book and rosary and remembered how mom drove by the church that day and that is all I saw of her. My dad raised us in the Catholic faith. I saw another one I must have been about two or three years old. I was so small and was standing on the sidewalk alone. That did it for me I started crying" I was alone then, I am alone now and I was good, I was always good" I cried out! I sobbed thinking of Bill being gone again and took my camera and snapped a series of six pictures in my living-room mirror. To my surprise Bill was by my side again and the one before it was my brother-in-law Ronnie, who died in 1993 needing a heart transplant. I couldn’t believe my eyes! They were best friends. I smiled and realized we are not alone at all. If we ask Jesus and God to let us feel our loved ones around us He says yes. Those pictures are on a slide show on Signs. My crying stopped immediately, as I realized I was never alone, I knew this as a child, feeling Jesus around me, and remembered this again and was comforted
