A year has passed since I lost my husband Bill. It has really flown by. I have come to terms with the insanity of one of his sisters and her skewed logic that I caused his death. I know in my heart I did what he wanted and needed at the end of his life. To give him some diginity and keep him comfortable, out of a nursing home and with no feeding tube or dialysis and allow a more natural death was what he wanted and recieved.

I look it as my last gift to him. I of course still miss him but I know I must go on as he wanted me to. In that vain I have been working my job which is new to me or rather a new field in nursing. Rehab hospital all new things to learn and do, very enjoyable for me I love to learn.

Yes I am dating the same guy for a while now, we see each other as time allows we are both busy but find time every few weeks to get together. I like the freedom on not having to be "joined" at the hip and the free time to myself, something I did not have much of while Bill was alive as he was ill..

Well live does go on and while I still have some bad days more and more are good. I will always miss him but I have room in my heart and life to love again and hopefully will.