Apr 03, 2011 - 10:48 pm
Good evening, dear ones,
Wow! I'm exhausted. I spent my entire day "power-washing" my back porch, deck and cover! I began by squaring off with the power washer. Could not find the manual, so on line I went, found it, read it and so I began. Safety first!
My love and I had just finished building it when he was diagnosed. There never again was the time or energy to do the finishing and staining. If you know about wood, even if it is treated, when you don't protect, it gets ugly.
It is ready now for a light sanding, priming and painting! Why am I boring you all with this? Because I wanted to share with you how good it felt to get outside and accomplish something that I always loved to do with my love. Never, today, did I say, gosh, I'm having to do this all by myself. What I did feel, when I was done, was how much I missed working with him on our home. How much I missed having him to talk and laugh with while doing the task. And I knew that he is proud of me, not just for power-washing the porch, but for trying to live once more!
First Sunday since he passed away that I have not cried, that I have not felt like, "what's the use", that I have not just sat staring blindly into space!