There was a grinding noise coming from my back wheels every time I used the brakes. This is when I really miss having Donnie to talk over whether I should let it work itself out or go get it checked.
We may not have always agreed but we would listen to the others point of view. Sure I could ask my son or brother in-laws, but it’s not the same. Sometimes it’s just nice to get feedback about something that may be embarrassing or personal and I can’t imagine asking anyone but Donnie for that feedback.
Sometimes the small and even insignificant decisions can leave a widow confused. Donnie didn’t always know best but he always cared about what was best for me.
Not having anyone but myself to talk things over with can make life seem even more lonely. Of course I have my sisters and friends but feedback from my husband was special because he knew me best.
Am I the only one who feels this way?
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