Too little time together
by Linda LaPira
(Stowe VT USA)
Too little time together. We were together for 36 years and married for 30 years. My spouse was retired and I was still working. I would talk to him every day, during breaks and at lunchtime. Sometimes we would talk a lot other times it was short and sweet, just a hi and I love you. He would also say I love you every time he saw me. At times I became annoyed with him for saying it so much and would ask him if he thought I didn’t love him. He told me you cannot say it enough and he was right. I now tell him every day as many times during the day as I remember him. I miss him telling me that he loves me and would give anything to hear it one more time from him.
Our last day together was wonderful, it was a Friday, May 24th, and raining. We laughed all day, had a great dinner, watch a movie and made love that night. It was wonderful. He woke me up early Saturday morning and asked for his nitro pills. (Joe had a heart attack twenty-one years ago and also had the pills with him). I gave him the pill and he asked for a second pill and told me to call 911. I did. He asked me not to leave his side and told me he knew this was it. I didn’t believe him.
We made it to the emergency room, where they did CPR. He survived and was transported to a major hospital. He lived in the ICU for 7 days. His family made it to his side to say their goodbyes. I had to ask him if it was time to let him go. I whispered the request into his ear and when I looked into his beautiful face, he blinked to let me know it was time. I did as he requested. This was the hardest thing I have ever done. I had to let the love of my life go.