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Kathy Werner - Columnist
Posted 4/16/20

It has been one year on Thursday since my dear husband John died.

A year already. In some ways it seems like it happened a hundred years ago, and some days it still seems impossible to imagine …

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It has been one year on Thursday since my dear husband John died.

A year already. In some ways it seems like it happened a hundred years ago, and some days it still seems impossible to imagine that he is gone.

A year without his big smile, his hearty greetings to all, and the many stories he loved to tell.

One year without John's golf victories, without his encyclopedic knowledge of history and all things financial, one year without his appreciation and enthusiasm for all the sports he loved so much.

A year without our dinner dates and movie nights and trips to New York City to see the kids. And a year without the trips abroad he enjoyed so much.

We have no one to answer our sports trivia questions. His golf buddies have no one to read their putts for them. And we have no one to regale us with stories about growing up in Port Jervis.

Although I do miss him and think about him every day, I am glad he doesn't have to go through this pandemic and social isolation.

He would not believe the world right now. And he most certainly would not be a happy camper. No sports of any kind on television, no ability to make his daily rounds to the bank and the post office, and no chance to see his friends (except from afar) on the golf course.

He would be happy, of course, that the kids were staying with us. With our granddaughter Adeline here, he would definitely be taking over her arithmetic instruction. Thank goodness she's only in kindergarten or I would be having some trouble with this new math!

We all miss him and often think about what he would say or do in any situation we are in. “Oh, Dad would love this restaurant,” or “OMG, wouldn't Dad be thrilled that the Yankees are winning again!”

John took care of all our finances, so I really miss him in that domain. I have somehow managed (with only a few missteps) to get the bills paid on time, and I even succeeded in getting all our tax stuff together, a task I spent months dreading, since John always had that under control.

After almost 44 years together, John and I had reached that place in life where we understood each other in every way. I knew his taste in movies, TV shows, and restaurants. He knew that he had to remind me to write down my checks and keep track of my receipts.

He was the detail guy; I was more of a big picture gal. And like most old married couples, we did know how to drive each other totally batty at times. But we shared our life journey for four decades.

Life has gone on, of course, but it has changed. I have lost my partner. Our children and granddaughter have lost their father and grandfather.

I'm glad you're missing this craziness, John, but we all still miss you.

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