I was given a much needed getaway from my daughter. We left on Sunday and return Thursday from Las Vegas. I can't begin to tell you how separating from my home where Clint passed and the never ending snow, (it was 75 degrees in Vegas), for just a little while helped to lift the depression I was sinking into. I was isolating myself more and more and I blamed it on the snow. I live in the state of Illinois. My daughter had planned an itinerary on what we would do each day, rented a car and explored other neighborhoods and restaurants away from the strip. We went to shows and I can say, without guilt that I enjoyed myself. My tears came, on the plane coming back. I always traveled by myself with a group, because he never liked to travel. I was thinking "he is not here for me to share with him all the details, and watching him smile because he knew how excited I get about my experiences." Also, he would always take me to the airport, but this time, I stayed with my daughter the night before we left. Coming back, we were waiting for our luggage and I started crying again. He would always be waiting as I came down the escalator to the baggage claim. As I was waiting and crying, a husband was waiting for his wife, they kissed and left. This is yet a another "First." Moving forward.
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