Alone

It's been almost ten months since that fateful day that I lost my wife, friend and companion. Sometimes it seems like a very long time ago, like a different lifetime. My life is so very different now in many ways. Other times, it seems like only yesterday that my Claudia was sitting on her couch, smiling at me and laughing at one of my silly jokes.

I've done many things in those ten months, setting up my life to accomplish some major goals. After watching Claudia slowly die from her illness over a period of many years, and after finally losing her, I realized what is important and what is not. That is most definitely something that was put into perspective for me by the experiences of the last few years.

She and I had many wonderful things that we wanted to accomplish during our time together on this planet. We were going to reach the heights of our religion together, buy a house and have a child, a girl. We were going to travel and help people and experience what the world had to offer.

Up until the very last hour I never lost hope for Claudia. I tried my very best, better than I thought possible, to give her happiness, and to keep her alive and in good spirits. I tried and I failed.

If there is one thing that true about this universe, though, it's that life goes on. No matter what happens, no matter how bad the loss, life continues. And my life has progressed and continues to progress. Sometimes I am not sure how I manage to go forward without her, but I do.

I've been taking lots and lots of pictures. You can see them at http://www.roseworks.com/ and http://www.sitefromtheheart.com/

Claudia wrote a little story about her illness. You can read it and my own version here: http://www.richardlovesclaudia.us/