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Post by Erica on Dec 2, 2018 11:30:44 GMT
Monday the weekend thanksgiving. My husband and I were home with our 3 babies. They are 11,10and 7. It was like no other day. My husband was sick. But we just thought It was a cold. He went outside and thats when everything happened. He had a heart attack. Our kids seen the whole thing. I have cried at the hospital when they let me see him. And at the funeral because of our oldest child broke down crying. I am trying to stay strong for them. We would tell our children we love them and show them all the love. But when it comes to pain and crying we never cried in front of our children. I want to be like my husband and be strong for them. But as a family we were never apaprt but to go to work. Then by the evening time we spent together. I miss my husband so much. It happened at our house. Our youngest child doesn't wont to go home bc it reminds him of his daddy. I dint wont to mive on without zmy husband. But I know what he wiuld say take care of our babies. We have been staying with my sister in law and my parents on the weekends. But I have to get our children home. I dont wont to force them to go. I want them to come home with me. To me the house is lonely and I look for my husband or call out his name bc I forget sometimes. But it is like he is with us all the time. I feel like if I can't get the kids to stay at our house . I failed my husband and I do not wont to fail him.
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