jamie_01930
JUB Addicts
Okay Bob has been gone 2 months and not much has changed. i sit and cry, I lie down and I cry just not continuous.
Might sound crazy but I talk to him often during the day. I have his picture under my pillow and place my hand on it every night and go to sleep.
I see my shrink a lot more often but always honest as to what I have been thinking and wanting to do. Not sure about that one.
I know that Bob would not approve and as I have learned from a post here, I would make some people as heart broken as I am now.
Bob told me one day as he was dying that he wanted me go on and enjoy the gay lifestyle, something for the most part I never got to do, as I came out late in life.
I sit here on a Saturday night writing a new blog entry rather to go out to a gay night club.
Oh I didn't say this before but Bob is sitting on a table in front of me (His ashes) Hopefully his kids will get together and we can bring him to his final area with his late partner of 25 yrs. I had asked him on a previous day if I could have my ashes scattered in the same area. He started to cry and said by all means. I look forward to that day.
Not really looking for a new chapter in life and feel the rest will just be parts to my old chapter
As much as each day is as hard to get through, the new day is just like the day before. At least I know what the days are going to be like before they come.
I signed up for a grieving group for gay partners at the Hospice unit that Bob died at.
At this time part 2 will come to a close
Good Night Bob, Love you and Miss you
Vinny aka Jamie
Might sound crazy but I talk to him often during the day. I have his picture under my pillow and place my hand on it every night and go to sleep.
I see my shrink a lot more often but always honest as to what I have been thinking and wanting to do. Not sure about that one.
I know that Bob would not approve and as I have learned from a post here, I would make some people as heart broken as I am now.
Bob told me one day as he was dying that he wanted me go on and enjoy the gay lifestyle, something for the most part I never got to do, as I came out late in life.
I sit here on a Saturday night writing a new blog entry rather to go out to a gay night club.
Oh I didn't say this before but Bob is sitting on a table in front of me (His ashes) Hopefully his kids will get together and we can bring him to his final area with his late partner of 25 yrs. I had asked him on a previous day if I could have my ashes scattered in the same area. He started to cry and said by all means. I look forward to that day.
Not really looking for a new chapter in life and feel the rest will just be parts to my old chapter
As much as each day is as hard to get through, the new day is just like the day before. At least I know what the days are going to be like before they come.
I signed up for a grieving group for gay partners at the Hospice unit that Bob died at.
At this time part 2 will come to a close
Good Night Bob, Love you and Miss you
Vinny aka Jamie