I am seeking God’s joy again after losing my sweet, kind, humble Jim, after being an athlete and image of health, to IPF unexpectedly after a few months of illness. He was my best friend, husband of 42+ years, lover, father of our girls, great grandfather, caregiver, and so much more. He moved us from CA to SC, shore to shore, and 11 days later asked me to call an ambulance to get him to the hospital. First time he was in the hospital since we met, home and back in the hospital many times for 5 months then he passed.
I miss Jim beyond words. The weather turned cold and my 12 spinal surgeries hurt and I can’t do much and don’t sleep much due to the pain. I miss my hugs and care so very much in the winter. I miss the joy Jim gave me, which the joy of the Lord is my strength and it came through Jim so much. I miss him being there, physically as he was a quiet, kind man of God that helped me through my difficult times.