Death is a finite experience, whereas being a surviving spouse is an Energizer Bunny version of Hell.From a fortune cookie that I got at a Chinese restaurant weeks before John died. It was one of the last times we went out to eat together. We had just picked up the twins' big-kid carseats, which we bought used from another mom of twins. On the way home, we drove by a Chinese buffet restaurant, and we had to go. John had a thing for buffets. Part of his Asian heritage. Anyways, on to the fortune:
Every burden is a blessing.Whoever wrote that fortune had not walked a mile in my shoes.