I went by the little house on the corner where my sweetie and I lived so long ago. The big willow tree that we used for our sack swings has blown over. I feel like I lost an old friend.
I became a widow on March 17, 2007. My husband was killed while a passenger in a private plane. Knowing he died doing something he loved doesn't help. He is gone. I am also a mother and a super-gramma to 3 beautiful grandchildren. July 31, 2007, was our 41st wedding anniversary.
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