I awakened to the annoying chirping of the smoke alarm. I tried to ignore it, but it continuously sticks in your brain … chirp … chirp chirp chirp … This must be how you feel being pecked to death by a chicken. Had to drive to the store to get the 9v battery because our little container of batteries held everything but 9v. I realized, when I stood on the ladder looking at this chirping thing, that I have never changed a battery in a smoke alarm as long as I have lived. Not a big deal to get done. Just another reminder that you are gone.
Today, I went to the Mall to get an eye exam and new glasses. My everyday glasses wouldn’t be ready for a week, but my sunglasses only took an hour. While I waited, I strolled over to the food court and bought dinner. I held the tray and looked around for your familiar face – and you were not there. I ate alone and as I watched couples walk by and settle into a booth to talk and eat, I found myself resenting them. Why does she have her husband and I have none?
I can see that I am not wearing this thing called widowhood very graciously. It is your fault. You cared for me too well. I never had to change a smoke alarm battery before, I didn’t pump my gas. I never ate alone. Curse you for caring and loving and spoiling me. In a blink of an eye, it’s all gone.
oh, but, it was sure nice while it lasted.