My Heart is Broken....

 On June 28, 2021 at 11:11 am, I lost my husband of almost 50 years. We would have been married 50 years this coming July 24th. 

 

 The ironic thing is that our daughter and first child was born at 11:11 pm on April 21, 1974. Clay was all about signs and numbers. After he passed, one of his doctors walked up to my daughter and told her the time he died. She about fainted when he said 11:11.

 

 He was only in the hospital 10 days, and I never dreamed that when he went in that he would not be coming home. 

 

 I'm so lost without him. We did nearly everything together except I sewed, and he'd visit the casino every so often. 

 

 My kids and grandkids are also heartbroken. This new journey is just not fun, but we're managing. 

 He was so loved by so many! There were at least 250 at his funeral, and it was a great celebration of his life - July 1, 202.

 

 Maybe eventually I'll get back to blogging more often.