It looked like ti was going to be another quiet Saturday until I received a phone call from someone named Tyler in the UM Athletic Department. He asked me to work at the Big House today for an "event day." The UM Basketball team is playing Ohio tonight at 9:00 and it's an ESPN game day feature. He needed someone to serve as a host for the meal for ESPN workers at the event; it was in one of the lounges in the Big House, next to Crisler Arena. . I decided to do it; it was only from 4:300 to 7:00, and, as usual, I told myself that I have to get out and do things even though Gwen won't be at home waiting for me.
It was an interesting evening; essentially it was opening the door for whomever showed up, and watching to be sure that no one stole the stadium. Unlike football games, where I am on my feet all day long, this was really nice because I was in a lobby with comfortable furniture and a TV. To make it even better, as I was leaving the two women who were putting away the food prepared a plate for me to take home with me. I was grateful, but also sad because I wasn't able to share the meal with Gwen. It's still so hard coming in the front door without her. In spite of that, all in all it was a good day.
It's strange how this goes. Some days, like today, I feel as though perhaps things may eventually be, different. I never say things will be better, but I know they will be different. If thing were to get better, Gwen would be home with me right now having a cup of tea, and I wouldn't be writing these words. At least, the Big House was still there when I left. Now it's time to watch he game.
You have been on my mind all day long, Dear, we were so good together.
It was an interesting evening; essentially it was opening the door for whomever showed up, and watching to be sure that no one stole the stadium. Unlike football games, where I am on my feet all day long, this was really nice because I was in a lobby with comfortable furniture and a TV. To make it even better, as I was leaving the two women who were putting away the food prepared a plate for me to take home with me. I was grateful, but also sad because I wasn't able to share the meal with Gwen. It's still so hard coming in the front door without her. In spite of that, all in all it was a good day.
It's strange how this goes. Some days, like today, I feel as though perhaps things may eventually be, different. I never say things will be better, but I know they will be different. If thing were to get better, Gwen would be home with me right now having a cup of tea, and I wouldn't be writing these words. At least, the Big House was still there when I left. Now it's time to watch he game.
You have been on my mind all day long, Dear, we were so good together.


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Yes, Laura, I did give myself permission to have fun.
Margaret, I know that what you are saying is true. In the past I've said that if things were to get better it would mean Gwen is having a cup of tea with me. For now, I'm doing as well as I can with "different."
None of the people were funny, Phyllis, but I had a long enjoyable conversation with a young couple who are subcontractors to ESPN.
They were an absolute delight, and I hated to see them go when it was time for them to earn their pay doing whatever it was that they were doing.
I agree, Patrick, if you have to live somewhere Ann Arbor is a pretty good place to do it.
Good to hear from you, Rita, I'm afraid I won't be able to always spare you the caps in the title. I've written so much since Gwen died, and need a code to know what a particular post contains. If one of my poems is in the post, I use all caps, all the other times I don't. Can we still be friends?:)
You are a kind and wonderful man and many people love you. Feel their love and take really good care of yourself.
rated with love
There is nothing wrong with having Gwen on your mind, it's only natural. Yes, things can and will be different.