Our life was pretty great after only eight years of marriage. We had married late in life, finding each other on Match.com. It was a blessed, loving, happy marriage, sure it took work on both our parts, compromise and being the company of each other came so naturally. There was no strain, no feeling the need to entertain each other, just living and loving and sometimes struggling with finances or daily little problems, but always coming together with support for each other.
Together we had total of six great children and seven wonderful grandchildren who were always a part of our life in one way or another even though they lived miles away from us two old fogies. We heard about their lives and how they were doing through various ways. They are all great American citizens who work hard for a living and for the things they wanted in life. We were proud of them all!
My mother died in August of 2012, things had to be done to clear up the estate, and Bill was my sounding board, always interested in what was best for both my sister and me. After mom died I knew I could spend the rest of my life with Bill without the worry of caring for my mom which my sister and I did for six months before other arrangements had to be made. Our life was full circle..it was our time together to ride the bike, go fishing or hunting, head for Moosehead, or whatever we chose to do.
By June 2013 we had made plans to take many day trips during the summer, that was most fun for us, pack a picnic lunch, stop by a babbling brook and eat and listen to Mother Nature and enjoy her beauty. Head off to no place in particular and find the most interesting things along the way. On July 14th we had gone full circle back to only to me, myself, Bill was dead, gone, deceased from this earth. I had loved him as part of my own soul. He was a loving, kind, husband who treated me and our children with love and respect. He was always doing "random acts of kindness" for those he cared about and even those whom he had just met, He was my best friend, my love, my confidante, my spiritual bosom buddy. How could I live without him? How could the sun rise and shine without him? How could the world go on when the center of whole universe was gone? It does however, friends step up and offer hugs and acts of kindness. So many things go through your head, but you must take your time before you act.
Bill lives on in the face of his children and one of his grand-daughters, she looks just like him really, and acts like him with her sense of humor. He lives on with his hunting buddies remembering him and sharing their thought's of him on face book. He lives on with the wild life that crosses our property. He lives on in every sun that rises and moon that sets.
It's been difficult living without Bill, I have made many mistakes and I am certain I will make more as time goes on, heck I never claimed to be perfect in any way. I will go on with my life in honor of him as someone told me to do not too long ago, and one day when God is ready for me, when my work is done here on earth, I will be with Bill again and together we will begin a new journey.
And each Valentine's Day I will read and play the card he gave me on February 14th 2013. The song is beautiful, sung by George Strait, "I give my heart!" I probably won't eat lobster on Valentine's Day again, but I will think of Bill, and how we danced to the song "Lost in the 50's tonight" right here at home in front of the crackling fire place...
I love you William Witt....Happy Valentine's Day in Heaven...and thank you for the memories....
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