Always in my blue bathrobe, my neighbors can catch me wandering around my yard on early spring mornings, and this morning was no different. We have neighbors around the corner, an elderly couple from Bosnia, who are lovely people. Always asking, whenever I see them, how my sweetie is doing. The man was slight, usually puttering in his garden or garage, the woman took walks every morning and many times she would throw my newspaper up toward the front of my house. Last summer the man became ill with cancer, and his puttering slowed as well as his work in his garden. This year, as the weather began to warm I didn't see him at all. I can see their little back porch balcony from my back yard, fully expecting to view him soaking up the sun as the weather began to warm, but no sign of him.
This morning, I saw her walking and found out that her husband passed away during the winter. I was so sadden by her loss, they had been married for 55 years, a good marriage, a blessed marriage. He had fallen asleep during a rainy afternoon and never woke up. A sweet way to end your life's journey, but so difficult for those left behind.
So it is with some irony that I am out capturing the new growth, the new life that is brimming forth, meanwhile discovering that a life around the corner has ended.
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies.” ~ William Penn
Until next time.....