This really has just hit me so hard. I knew Paul from only our brief conversations. We weren't close by any means. Yet I am so utterly sad right now. I am wondering how Carol is feeling. How alone she must feel. It is so hard, nearly impossible, to let go of the person you love the most besides your children, and have spent some thirty plus years with. I keep thinking about how I would feel if it were my husband. Life is so unfair sometimes.
I apologize for the depressing post, but writing on my blog is therapy for me, and helps me cope. I am going to make a tray of baked ziti to bring to Carol now. One less thing for her to think about, as I am sure eating is the farthest thing from her mind.