January 8, 2017 the worst day of my life...I woke up on a Sunny Sunday morning, was doing a few things around the house when I heard an eerie sound coming from our guest room (where my husband Colin and I had been sleeping because he was re-doing our room as my Christmas gift). Colin was an insulin dependent diabetic and had a pump. As I opened the door, I heard raspy breathing, the pump going crazy and Colin very still....as I approached him I realized he was in a low sugar coma and yelled for our daughter to call 911...I ran for the kitchen cabinet to get the Glucago (injectable emergency medication for low blood sugar). Although this was not the first time this had happened, Colin died that Sunday morning at the age of 56 1/2. WAY too soon, leaving me, 3 adult children and 2 grandbabies (we have 4 now) and so many people behind that love and miss him daily. He was such a cool guy and definitely made this world a better place by being in it. I know Heaven got a little brighter that Sunday morning when he arrived.
As I have navigated my journey of grief and starting life over, I have journaled a LOT. I have learned to channel my feelings into my writing and have often shared them on Social Media and with fellow widows. Most of the time my inspirations come in the middle of the night and what I have to say "pours out". I completely give God the thanks as I know it is only by His Grace and Guidance that I am still here, walking my path.
If I can help or inspire just 1 person, then I know my heartache and learning to live again have been worth it.
Thank you in advance for coming on my journey with me.....
You are an inspiration to me. I am so thankful that we got to know him and your children. I wish I had the courage that you have to write and share my feelings as you are. Keep up the good work. RAI
Just spectacular dear sweet friend. Love ya ooooodles