It makes my melancholy worse. The change in season from Summer to Fall has always made me melancholy, and this year is, of course, much worse. Missing Ron is constant, though sometimes it's hazy and obscure, sitting in the back of my mind when I am busy as I continue to work on the estate.
This weekend is the beginning of what I label the holidays: three-day weekends leading into the true holidays. There is Labor Day, Columbus Day weekend, Halloween (which is a big deal to Ron), Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's. I wish I could go to bed and sleep until January 2. Labor Day weekend is turning out to be difficult; I miss Ron so much. I can imagine how much worse it will be as the season progresses.
Estate issues, though continuing to be great, are falling into place. With any luck, I should be officially named executrix of the estate within three weeks and then can seriously tackle the big job of liquidating that which is not sentimental or useful to me or anybody in the family. Nobody has any feeling for the backhoe or the bucket truck. Well, actually, I do have sentimental feelings for the bucket truck because Ron loved using it and anything that made him happy made me happy. He was like a 7-year-old boy with a new toy. Below are pictures of him taken in May 2007. With help from the guys, he was lifting a stove onto his pontoon boat to take up to camp. Click on the pictures to enlarge them. In the first picture, you can see the stove just about to be set into the boat.
Gotta admit, the pictures are pretty awesome! I always admired, and always will, his interest in so many things and throwing himself into enjoying them. He did nothing halfway, including loving me. There was never one moment in our relationship, from the very first week of knowing each other, that I doubted his love. He showed it in so many ways.
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