Some time ago, my Viking Bride became sick. I haven't been on here, because I've been either working, or taking care of her.
She left this world behind a few weeks ago. My Viking Queen still owns my heart and my soul.
I think she saw what was coming, even as I didn't have a clue. Over the last six months or so, she and I have had a lot of talks about things. We both promised each other that, whichever of us died first, the other would go on, to take care of our beloved pets. She wanted a very simple funeral, as do I. And we both promised each other that, if we were the one left behind, we'd not give up on life, but would find someone else to spend our remaining time with.
I made those promises convinced that I'd be gone long before she was.
I kept my promise about the funeral.
I'm keeping my promise about the pets. I'll keep going until they're all gone, and I won't have them put to sleep just to ease my burden. They'll live out their time, with all the love I can give them. It's what I promised. The only way I'll break that promise is if I pass before they do. I'm making arrangements for them to have loving care if that happens.
I'm going to have to break the third promise, though. I'll have friends, and quite a few will be women. But there will never be another in my heart. It wouldn't be fair to them.
I don't know when I'll be back. So allow me to thank anyone who leaves condolences now.
We always said that the TV couple who best describes the intensity of our love was Morticia and Gomez Addams. I hope you all have either found, or someday soon will find, someone you love as I love her, with every fiber of your being.
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Originally Posted by CreepyOldDude
