Going through pictures - choosing those that will be on the walls - I went through half of a lifetime with Tom. A glimpse of the wedding, pregnant with Joe, Tom holding Joe in his arms, playing. There were so many reminders of the days we had. Is it possible that so many years have passed?
I saw pictures of my grandparents, my parents, Tom's parents. People who lived lifetimes together until death tore them apart. They survived until God called them home. So shall I survive until I hear that call.
I would rather have him by my side in life rather than in pictures. But memories and photos are all I have. Savoring them both