eds-family

Thanks Lainy,
Your poem conveys so many of my feelings. I have some of his t-shirts in my pajama drawer so I can hug them tight at night. When my phone light came on at 1:00 AM, I reached under my pillow and pulled out a nickel. I can no longer bear to look at the pictures when he was sick, especially near the end. I did not see him that way when he was here. Now I look at the pictures made before he got so sick. I do feel like he has visited me a couple of other times, mostly in dreams. The room where we had his hospital bed is now set up for when the baby comes-crib, changing table etc. I took a picture and there was an orb high in the corner, the spot that Ed’s dog always stares at. She will bark at the wall sometimes at night, so I have started closing the door. It can be a little disarming, even though I think it is Ed looking out for us.