A year ago I set out on the road to God. Renata de Dios was my guide. She said she was a messenger from God. There was a storm. We lost track of each other. I turned back. I went back to my house, the ghost-ridden lowly bungalow.
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The Fourth of Lonely
Every Fourth of July for 30 years I was with my wife — until her death a year and a half ago, so that makes the last two without her.
Billy, the Silver Surfer and a girl named Sue
I haven’t heard from my wife in 17 months — 17 moths and 10 hours at this writing to be precise. I call her name, I try to summon her spirit. I don’t know where she is.
LIfe on hold
GUEST POST By Renata de Dios Thirteen months ago my friend isolated himself from the world after the love of his life died. It was right before Christmas 2018. Nothing … Continue reading LIfe on hold