The End Of Time
Today is Day 22 since my wife of 26 years was admitted to the hospital for the last time. She is currently in hospice. Our lives together have been fulfilling, happy and complimentary of each other. She is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I hope that I have been some use to her.
With seemingly endless waiting in an impossibly difficult situation, one looks for outlets of expression, and it’s no surprise that I turn to photography. I don’t have my real camera equipment here, so I turn to my Windows Phone and cast about for subjects. The most obvious choice is the Valentine’s Day bouquet I got her, as the roses and lilies in it are beautiful. But I chose instead to go with something more abstract, emphasizing color, an end, and something incomplete.
Jill brought so much color to my life. Brilliant primary color of joy and happiness. It is not fair that her time with me draws to an end, but I always know that we will always be together. I will always be with her, and she will certainly always be with me. My life will feel incomplete without her physical presence near me. But I will try my best to live my life in the manner that she taught me:
Focus on what you have to give, rather than what you’ve been given.