He’ll be waiting for me on the rainbow bridge

It’s with heavy heart that I write this post. My dear husband left this earth for a better place at 10:12 this morning. One of the last things he said to me this past week is that he would be waiting for me on the rainbow bridge. These past 4 months we have grown so much closer, we talked about so many things, we loved, laughed, forgave and encouraged one another. Love is priceless!! I am thankful for our 43 years together. He would have been 65 on the 20th.

I did get some sleep last night.  I got to the hospital right around 7 this morning and he was awake and on morphine. They hadn’t done the MRI’s last night and I am glad they didn’t because I wouldn’t have been there. They did it this morning starting at 9:20, I was in the waiting room when I heard over the loud speaker, Rapid Response MRI 1, repeated several times. I quickly went down the hall and people were outside the door, and the dr. called me to her and said he was coding and what did they want me to do, and I said no machines, let him go. That’s what he wanted. He was ready to go home. We have living will declarations and I told them that and they said OK they understood.

He had a massive cancer in his bladder which had spread up his spine and had caused him to lose the ability to move. We didn’t know he had this, we thought this pain and his losing his mobility was all because of damaging his Trap muscle. They said if they had resuscitated him he would have been on tubes and a breathing machine and there wouldn’t have been anything they could do for him as the cancer was too far gone.

They asked me if I wanted to see him, and I asked that his eyes be closed. I went in he looked peaceful, I leaned over and kissed his cheek, he was still warm, and told him he was waiting for me on the rainbow bridge and I would meet him again yonder. He is no longer in pain, he is with His Maker, the Creator of the Universe and I look forward to the day we are reunited. I miss him terribly, and this is only the beginning.

The supervising nurse walked me back to his room, then out to my car. She said I showed an inner strength with the whole scene. I had stated what we wanted and I was her hero for the day. I told her I don’t know about being a hero, and that God is my inner strength.

I never posted his picture out of respect for is privacy, well, except for ones of him working on a project, and our wedding photo, which was ok with him, he just didn’t want any full facial views. This is a picture I happened to capture of him this summer when he was working on our neighbor’s roof, right before all of this started. I had the lens zoomed in on him, he looked up saw me and waved. I was thrilled with that. This photo is priceless to me.

Here he is, my dear DH, my love, my best friend who is waiting for me on the rainbow bridge.

Just on the other side of "here" is a Rainbow, and a Bridge

a place where loved ones are reunited,

where there's no tears, no pain,

and good bye will never have to be heard again.

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Keep me in your prayers.

FlowerLady Lorraine