Dream Kisses

I have been waiting and praying for so incredibly long, but last night it finally happened. Sam came to me in my dreams. And he was real.  He was solid...I touched him. He took my face in his hands and said, "You're doing so good, Babe."  And he kissed me. And I bawled and told him how much I miss him and love him. He gave me his 100-watt smile, kissed me again and he was gone.

God, how I miss him. 

The Rings

I stopped wearing it 1.5 months ago. I was terrified of losing it and it was a daily reminder of what is no longer in my life. His wedding ring on a necklace.

I took it off 5 days ago. I was painting and didn't want the paint to get on it. I had intentions of putting it back on, but I haven't. The tan lines are gone...there is no longer a daily reminder of what is no longer in my life. My wedding ring no longer adorns my left hand, where it has been every day for the last 8.5 years. I'm not saying it's easy or comforting to look down and see my bare hand, but it doesn't feel wrong either.

Both rings are safely tucked away in my jewelry box.

sigh