4th of July
Last Fourth of July Roger was in the hospital. It was his favorite holiday. Bar b q, fireworks and sparklers for the kids. He loved it. From his hospital bed he thought we could see the fireworks from Disneyland so we were in his room, myself , my son and my daughter-in-law. It was overcast. We couldn't see much out of his window. So around 8:30, he could tell I was getting real tired. I am a morning person always up at 4 no matter what. So he said "go home sweetheart I promise we will spend next 4th together. I'll make it a good one"
Well here I am. I beat myself up everyday for going home and not staying on his holiday. But that was before he was diagnosed with lung cancer. They told us he had pneumonia. We thought he would be fine. Two weeks later he died.
I am so sorry I didn't stay. I am going to spend today with him alone. I MISS HIM SO MUCH!!!!