I see Rick everywhere I Iook and in everything that I do. Where he sits on the end of the couch. I’ll be talking to that end of the couch for a while. Pictures he picked out. The bookcase, driving to go get dog and cat food that he always did, passing the gum and candy isle, never buying orange gum again. Just everywhere. I need to write a memorial for him. I have to be strong enough to read it so everyone can remember him like I do.
Rick. You were larger than life. The man, The Myth And The Magic. The myth was that there are no longer any good men left. Rick is proof that this myth is not true. Rick was such a good person. He was the best thing that ever happened to me and I am so greatfull. Rick brought magic to my life with his laughter, dancing thur the house and his ways of stroking my head. His red neck nutbush ways of fixing things.lol. Rick was a hard working man. The hole he has left in my heart is so big and dark, I don’t know what I will do without him. My throat squeezes tight as I stare off into space, remembering him and so longing for him. He was my world. I had to leave the house today and I didn’t think I could make it to the store as my heart literally felt like it was breaking. I keep saying to myself you have to do this because Rick’s never going to be back. Never. That’s forever and I don’t’ know what to do. Rick was a natural nurse, care giver. His mother was older and he helped take care of her. His father dropped dead of a heart attack at the age of 57 when Rick was 15 and Social Security takes a while so he did best to take care of her. He and his mother lived near the fair grounds and he was charging a parking fee for people to park in the yard, hustling money to take care of his Momma. He lived with her until she died when he was 33. She died of cancer. A year later he got married. His wife had open heart surgery after a heart attack six months later. She was a diabetic, on dialysis for 14 years before she died. She fell and bashed her head in by slipping on ice, going to get in the van for a doctors visit. Rick messed his life’s calling, he should have been a nurse. Rick will live forever in my heart and mind. And I hope he lives on for many other’s also.