As I explained in the last chapter, I would freeze life if I could. But I can’t. One of the things I’ve found most difficult is that the world moves on. While I’ve just wanted to stop time or go back in time to when Reg was alive, the world has continued to move forward. Things have changed.
A few months after Reg passed away, I drove to Boulder (about thirty-five minutes from my house in Denver) to hike with a friend. As I was driving, I saw that the highway was under construction. Buildings were being constructed where there had previously just been open land. I became so distressed about this. Changing the highway and the surrounding area made it a different highway from the one Reg and I had driven together. I wanted to scream for someone to stop the construction! As I looked with dismay at the scene, all I could think was that the world was changing. It was moving on without him, and that felt so distressing for me.
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