5 years ago, the world was still crap

 

As I come to my wife's 5-year anniversary of her death, I am far wiser and 5 years older than I was in 2019. That awful day in September 9, I'll never forget. She's in a better place now. I console myself by thinking back about our time together, and holding back tears when I think about the last time I held her hand or hugged her.

She never took any bullshit from anyone and was a fierce woman. I admire and respect her, and hope to be a good man. She would have never liked the world after she past away. The test of time has come and gone for me. I'll be 55 years old this year, and still working - thankfully - for a living. I've resolved to continue working on improving myself - incrementally. 

Theresa would want me to succeed and be happy. There is no point in dwelling in the past. She wouldn't want that at all. 

I'm hopeful for the future. I don't have any interesting stories to tell. I'm here, surviving, and I have a good attitude. This is something I never thought I would say when my beloved past away on September 5, 2019.

Chris