I'm thankful that I had 24 good years with an imperfect but beautiful woman. Faye was a treasure to me our hearts truly knitted together and I miss her desperately.
But I am thankful, in fact, that I miss her. I'm not thankful she's gone. What I'm thankful for is that we loved each other and that our hearts knit together. That means that my heart was ripped in half when she died and that I miss her.
In all of that, however, I'm grateful that we loved each other. And that our love guaranteed grief would occur some time. The grief I still feel is the fruit of genuine love. And it is worth it. Really I would not trade those years together for no grief today.
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