The last few days have been challenging. I have had several bouts of sadness and tears when thinking about Chuck. His death brought us such feelings of loss and devastation that they say will get easier with time, but right now, it still just hurts.

This morning on my drive to school, I was thinking about all the people I know right now who have loved ones who are sick – very sick. That led me to think about Chuck again. Although my life is forever changed, I am so thankful that Chuck did not suffer for long. I truly believe that his swift and unexpected death was his gift from God for a life well lived. It was quick enough for him not to suffer, but long enough for us to say goodbye.

As I was about to turn into the parking lot at school, “The Way We Were” came on the radio. Chuck and I saw that movie on our very first date in 1973, and that song became “our song.” I can’t help but think that was a sign from Chuck letting me know that he is still with me. So as the song goes, “so it’s the laughter we will remember. Whenever we remember the way we were.” I will try to keep the recurring images of those 18 days in the hospital out of my head and heart and work on remembering the laughter and love Chuck brought into my life every single day. Thanks for the reminder, Chuck.