I’ll take the pain.
Yesterday my husband and I experienced pain I don’t wish on anyone. Getting the news my husband’s father unexpectedly passed away.
It’s like a steel knife to the chest. He’d just been here from Iowa to visit last week. So, thankfully, I recently got to see his smile. Hear his laugh. Feel his love.
It hurts. And it hurts badly. But I’m thankful for the pain. I have memories. More than 20 years of them. They aren’t all amazing memories, but that’s ok. All moments in life aren’t amazing, so my relationship with him was real. Just like my father-in-law was. Just like my love for him is real.
So, yeah, I’ll take the pain. Rest In Peace, RG. I’ll love you for always.