Another day with out Bill...

When I come to the end of the road,

and the sun has set for me…

I want no rites in a gloom filled room

why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little … but not too long,

And not with your head bowed low…

Remember the love we once shared.

Miss me but let me go…

For this is a journey we all must take,

And each must go alone…

It’s all a part of the Masters plan.

A step on the “road to home”.

So…

When you are lonely and sick of heard,

Go to the friends we know…

And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds,

Miss me … but let me go…

Miss me …but let me go

Such a beautiful poem sent to me by a friend. Another friend wrote me and said:

"A soldier never dies; they live on every day by every one else wearing the uniform."

I am so thankful for wonderful friends and family that have kept me in their prayers and thoughts through out this horrible time in my life. I'm going home on Thursday to be with my family and attend Bill's funeral...wow that's just so strange to say that. I can't believe he's really gone. But he's in a better place and I believe that he is watching over me. I miss him so much.