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From Claudia's Journal
Nov. 7, 2004
As a birthday present, I gave my husband a trip to the Grand Canyon. Due to my health, I couldn’t go with him.
He took the train to Williams and from Williams he was taken the locomotive to the Grand Canyon. The Amtrak train he took was booked with a bed so he could sleep during the night as he was to arrive at Williams around five in the morning. Upon arrival, someone was to pick him up and transport him to the place where he was to take the locomotive, which would take him to the Grand Canyon. He called me several times to let me know how was his trip going.
However, something happened to me Friday night, around eight p.m. I was sitting here in silence, no husband to tell me how his day went, no warmth, no love, complete silence. I realized that I couldn’t think with anything happening to my husband or my marriage. I happen to love him with all my being; I also felt a pang of pain just to thinking about a life without him. He left Friday, and today Sunday, I am counting the days for him to come back. There is something else in play here, I am not used to be by myself.
I am to call him today at five p.m. my time and see how his wondrous day was.
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