My Will Is Gone

Passed away peacefully at 3:10 AM on July 13, 2016. I was there when he breathed his last, and got to hold his hand one last time as it happened.

Obviously I am beyond sad, and I keep thinking I hear his voice and waiting for him to come back into the house after smoking on the patio. “Hello, beautiful,” is what he’d always say, as if he hadn’t seen me in days.

God, how I miss him.

That is all.

Published by bpnurse

I'm a retired registered nurse and writer who also happens to be street-rat crazy, if the DSM-IV.....oops, 5---is to be believed. I was diagnosed with bipolar I disorder at the age of 55, and am still sorting through the ashes of the flaming garbage pile that my life had become. Here, I'll share the lumps and bumps of a late-life journey toward sanity.... along with some rants, gripes, sour grapes and good old-fashioned whining from time to time. It's not easy being bipolar in a unipolar world; let's figure it out together.

11 thoughts on “My Will Is Gone

  1. My condolences. Losing a love one is quite a traumatic experience. One can only hope that the support of family and friends will help to get you through it.

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  2. I send you my love, my hugs, my deepest condolences. I hold you in my thoughts and in my prayers. I do not know your beliefs as to death, but I believe he is still with you in spirit, in love. His mark remains. “Hello, beautiful.” XOXOXO

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