Two years ago today (May 31)
 

To my Kathryn

I miss you so, you have to know you were my love, my life
Much more than a companion, a buddy, pal, or wife.
We met by accident some say, but no one really knows
The day that we were introduced, I handed you a rose.
That night we sat together, dinscussing life and fate
I asked you if the next day you would like a movie date.
We both were damaged goods, some say, but we could plainly see
That there was something special that bonded you and me.
One ship without a rudder; the other with no sail
We lashed ourselves together and knew we could not fail.
That rose became a symbol, of strong undying love
Every day with you was a true gift from God above.
On special days you got a rose, and some days just for fun
Never by the dozen, always simply one.
We had lots of 'adventures', exploring this great land
Large extinct volcanoes, a canyon that is grand.
Snow capped peaks that touch the sky; a sky of crystal blue
Long abandoned frontier towns, just to name a few.
One day, two years ago, your doctor said you need a test
The testing doctor wounded you, and we both know the rest.
I went to take you home that day; the last day in the month of May.
I watched for twenty three long days as things went bad to worse
The life that you and I had shared has led me to this verse.
We will not walk together toward that sunset, hand in hand;
Man proposes, God disposes; now I understand.
That testing Doctor stole from you; he took your very life
He took what was not his to take: my precious loving wife.
You died, by dear, and with your death part of me too is dead
Perhaps someone will read this and when it all is said
Life has little meaning when your one true love is gone
You find out who your friends are and where you now belong.
A few have stood quite strongly, most just fade away
Leaving me to forge ahead, living day to day.
Each day that dawns anew another struggle with my life
Deprived of my companion. my buddy, pal, my wife.
Some have trouble facing the ultimate of loss,
Reminded of mortality, the line we all will cross.
Perhaps it was ironic, the question I propose
How could I have know that day I'd bring your final rose?

I will always love you

Bob

Bob, good to see you back here. Thanks for posting this wonderful piece.

Go see "Up" (the new Pixar film). Seriously.

Bob,

Every time I think of what happened to Kathryn it really breaks my heart. Only thing I can say is that God works in mysterous ways and He had a reason for this happening.

You spent some very good times with her and that as well was meant to happen for a reason. Remember the good times the two of you had together and savor them. The two of you will be together again when its meant to be. Until that time remember that she is watching down upon you and smiling, with that last rose in her hand.

Will keep the two of you in my prayers.

Joe A

Thanks guys. THis is s difficult day. I am sitting here by myself with tears at Joe's words. I thought it would get easire but it doesn't.

Bob

Bob,
No words are enough to express my sadness for you. Thankfully you "had it great and perfect for a while" (quoted).

Wow, 2 years. I remember this so clearly, that seems impossible. I can't put words together better than Joe, so I'll just say I remember.

Me too, Bob...me too. Joe said it too well.

Tears in my eyes as well...your words and Joe's...be well...often times I think God bestows these calamities upon the people who CAN cope with them. I don't know if I'd be able to hold up. Prayer's your way.

Two years, it seems like yesterday. Know that we are with you my friend.

Thanks again.

Interestingly, I am lonely a lot but I know I am not really alone. I remember the support I received from this gang during the 23 day nightmare, and afterward as well. I am not afraid to say that I, too, believe that Kathryn and I will be back together again, but I do not profess to know how it will happen. There is more to this universe and to life itself than we can ever possibly understand, given out limited senses and intellectual capacity. I just came across a mathematical project called E8, done by MIT which did calculations that, if written small would cover the island of manhattan and describe a figure with 128 dimensions. Wow. And there are those who claim to have the answers to "life, the universe and everything"? (Please forgive me, spirit of Douglas Adams)

How can anyone know anything with absolute assurance?

Thanks to all the Pelicanites out there who care.

Bob S.

Best wishes, Bob.

Keep the faith Bob.....

Your tribute to Kathryn is the glory of love in verse...astonishing.

All the best, Bob.

Exactly what I was going to recommend. +1 to that (you'll see why when you see it)

So sorry for your loss - I wish you the strength to keep carrying on as she'd have no doubt wanted you to.

It does not seem like it has been that long to me, I hope I have your fortitude when confronted by loss like that.

This UP must be quite a flick

Bob, after reading that poem I think "she misses you too". Stay strong.

Nice poem bro, and good to see you back. :)

Of course to some of us, you never really left...

My heart goes out to you. Your love for her is obvious. I hope the prayers of this community can help fill a tiny part of the void in your heart and bring you some comfort.

Like others, I'm not good with these situations. Hang in there!

Dave

Very nice words. Positive thoughts sent your way today.