Someone to take care of me
I always took care of everybody. MY kids, my grandkids, my mom everybody. But Roger took care of me. I could curl up in his arms and he would hold me. A few years ago he had a seizure and his heart stopped 3 times. When he came home he said he didn't know why he was still here except to take care of me. And he did. I miss his strong arms holding me - his tender voice telling me things will be OK. He made my life so wonderful. Now I am alone. So alone. How do I go on. I don't know if I am that strong.