I am Peter, lost my wife Raquel (aka Ricki) three years ago. We’ve spent 57 years together married. I am a carpenter by trade and consider myself to be an intellectual with a low I.Q. For these three years, I’ve been whimpering and only now am getting around to being thankful for Ricki’s escape from more than two years of ever-increasing pain. This blog came into being as I am now beginning to function “alone,” but still with more questions than answers. I confess that I am beginning to feel my sorrow lessen as a result of my involvement in sharing my pain and my joy with you. I am of the opinion this a therapeutic process. I am hoping that you experience this as well. (Yes — this not such subtle way of suggesting that you respond with how you are dealing (or not) your emotional pain.)
Blessings, Peter
P.S. One further part to confess. I admitted that this blog stuff is not only new to me, but that wasn’t my turf. Even though — I think it is too much about me. I did not have that in mind and question it is helpfulness. What I am learning is that it is more than difficult to write stuff involving love without describing relationship — which, after all, is what love is all about — especially when forced into experiencing bring alone again.