Acceptance

I was angry. Now I have achieved acceptance. I no longer fear being without Miller. I will just do one day at a time. All those meetings did not fall on deaf ears. I feel so lousy, my hips my shoulders, my breathing, my fatigue, totally consumed by my arthritis...or whatever is doing it...that it eases my sense of loss... cause I feel I wont be far behind. Or at least I hope that is the case. I guess that is a good thing. Why should I be angry? we all begin dying on the day we are born"