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Post a reply || Back to Our Memories of Dennis McWilliams my dearest husband
Message: I haven't been able to write til now. and this will be hard...We were so close, yet so different. sometimes, when we coughed or yawned simultaneously it seemed impossible. I finished his sentences because I was the impatient one, the hurrier...but I loved dennis in ways that I didn't even realize. He was the shelter I sought, the strong accepting caring person who loved me in spite of my impatience. He tolerated my criticisms with grace and consideration. I miss him terribly. I thank God every day for the time we had. it seems unfair that I am still here to move on, and that he, who had to tolerate so much pain in these last years,would be gone without notice. No time to be close and say goodbye. I was the one who saved family from hospital errors, and somehow I missed the signs of trouble in him, being away so long in chicago. He didn't want me to know he was having any problems, or I might leave my mother before she was recovered fully. He thought of others and not himself, so like Dennis. but now I can imagine him running and jumping and twirling and dancing, full of the energy of a new body. He's finished with the pain and betrayal of the physical. He is laughing with the Lord and doesn't have to worry about us now. but I do miss him terribly, and I hope he knows how much he meant to me, and his family, and the many people he touched with his caring and encouraging spirit. Dennis, I will always love you....susan Replies to this post
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