On January 1 it would have been my husband's 69th birthday. Yes, he was a New Year's Day baby. On January 2, 2011, a little over four years ago my husband graduated to Heaven, his eternal home. I still miss him even after four years. One does not just forget about over 39 years of marriage.
Our marriage was a good marriage, and he was the love of my life. Yet those care-giving years were very difficult years, as I saw my husband's body become more and more disabled. They were years that were difficult emotionally, physically, and spiritually. Yet they were also years where I grew in my dependence on the Lord and in my love for the Lord. The Lord is with you each step of the way as well, dear caregiver, and He is molding you more and more into His image through all you are experiencing as a family caregiver.
I look back now on the sweet memories of the days before my husband was diagnosed with his neurological disease. I hope you will indulge me today in this anniversary week of his death by allowing me to share some sweet memories of those days. Click on the link below to see some pictures I have on one of my Pinterest boards displaying these sweet memories. I hope you too have and are building sweet memories, dear caregiver.