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Dearest Don

June 26, 2023
I’ll never forget that day, when the Doctor told us to get our affairs in order. That we only had seven weeks. How could he be so precise? Yet he was. Seven weeks later, you called me in the darkness of the early morning, and we knew. I held you, telling you how loved you are and that it was ok to leave us. I felt your sighs of relief, followed by your final breath. You had told me to be strong, to go on yet not take any drugs offered. Every Doctor offered me anti-depressants for years after you were gone, even a GYN. I refused, though for years, my mind was black and I couldn’t see myself in the mirror. But I kept going. Your words stayed with me as I worked on getting better.
The day the Doctor told us to prepare, I went to the Chapel in the Hospital and gave Him a piece of my mind. I wasn’t kind. Yet, a deep voice within me said, “This was going to happen, with or without you”. It was then that I realized how fortunate I was to have had you in my life, even though for just a short while. You were and continue to be the love of my life. I know it sounds like a cliche… and perhaps it is. I had a relationship before you and one now. Yet, you were the one who made me a better person. You were the one who taught me what is was like to be loved for the person I was. You taught me what it felt like to fully love and trust someone. 
You broke your promise. You said that we would be together forever. I was devastated. Yet soon realized that it wasn’t about me. I wasn’t the only one who lost you. Your family, your friends, your patients and ultimately… you. And your Mom, who you adored. Every Sunday, you would quietly retreat to your office and make a call which was filled with laughter and love. You looked forward to calling Audrey every week for a delightful conservation with the strong yet petite Irish woman who raised four rambucksious boys. 
I miss you so very much. You are still in my heart. You would be so proud of your son, Andrew. He has a daughter now who just turned two. He is a good man and a wonderful father Don, you would be so proud. 
Though my heart still hurts, it is still filled with the love we had. Always Darling, always…..
June 26, 2022
As wonderful, caring, intelligent and kind as Don was, he did have a hidden temper that was barely visable, but did erupt when the occasion warranted.  I'm sitting here on the Annivversary of his 68th birthday and remembering so many memories of him and the following one was so funny,I'll share it.  It was a beautiful day and my sons Jeff and Don asked if we could go to our golf club and play a round and I said YES !  So off we went up that Taconic Parkway.  We arrived, put on our golf shoes, grabbed a score card and up to Hole number 1.  Ladies firsst, so I got up on the tee and hit my averag shot which I usually called "Long and Wrong" it landed in the rough.  Then Jeff got up and hit off a fairly decent shot.  Then Don got up and took an almighty swing that almost knocked him over but he whiffed the ball(that means he missed it) not to be deterrd, he placed the second ball on the tee and swung so hard he almost fell but whiffed it again.  So he picked up the ball and threw it and his clubs in the bushes and announced, "I don't need this aggravation, going to the beach"Jeff had his hand clamped over his mouth so that Don wouldn't see him laughing and when I offered Don to accompay him at the beach, he said NO and stalked off.

Don and Me and Memories

December 3, 2021
Just sitting here and thinking of my son Don and all of the memories we shared.  A favorite one is that I bought him a Spanish Guitar because I overheard him say he would love to have one. And after a year or so, he decided he would also like to have an electric guitar, so I bought him one and he "loaned me" his Spanish guitar and he gave me lessons on it.  And unlike so many guitar players, he didn't confine himself to just learning a few chords, but instead, he became a "lead guitarist".  On the other hand, I became a "few chords" guitarist.  So after dinner evenings, we often sat side by side at the kitchen table and played and sang the songs from his song book.  A few were from Lawrence Welk ie  Bubbles in the Wine, My Wonderful One, etc.   How I cherish those evenings and wish they could be repeated once more.  Rest in Peace my wonderful one.  Love always, Mom

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