The Grand Finale Awaits...

Hey Babe,

I’m gearing up to go home tomorrow.  It’s a little frightening to know that when I get home, I’ll find out why you died.  LH is picking me up from the airport. I guess he felt I needed the emotional support, so he will deliver the news in person.  I don’t know what to think or how to feel or how I will react to the news. Before, it was an unknown as to when I would find out why you dropped dead on me, but now I know the exact time I will find out; in about 24 hours from now.  It’s a little nerve-wracking. There’s a fear in my heart--a panic that creeps up on me whenever I think this is it, the grand finale. The mystery of where your cellphone is has been solved and now the only remaining mystery to uncover is why you died; nothing else will be open or pending in regards to your death (except paying your taxes and going to probate--I still have to file and pay your taxes until 2019, kinda strange saying that and knowing that in January 2019, you’ll still be getting a W2).  I don’t know what this news will do to me. Will it help me find closure and continue on the path towards healing and acceptance or will it completely derail all the hard work I’ve done thus far on the grief process? I guess, I will know shortly!!

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