Sunday, October 19, 2014

FEAR

This is part of my 31 Day Five Minute Free Writes challenge within a challenge. I will be linking up with 31 Day Challenge at The Nester's as well as at Heading Home. For a list of all my letters you can go here.


Dear Richard:

I am not one to fear much in life. There are a couple of phobias that will be much harder now without you here.

My biggest fear is of mice. Have been so afraid of them since I was a small girl. You were my hero when it came to taking care of them for me. We have some funny 'mice'
stories at our house. But you never made me feel silly or irrational with this fear. You just took care of it. What will I do now if I see a mouse in the house? I shudder to think. I will do all that I can to keep them away. More steel wool, you think?

And then there is my fear of flying. That will be easy....I just won't fly. Remember the time we arrived at the airport to find that we did not have seats next to each other and I freaked out. You asked at the desk if they could change it. They told you just to ask the person sitting next to you if they would switch. I remember you saying to that
sweet little man..."would you mind switching with my wife? Or you can sit and let her hold your hand...she's afraid of flying." The man graciously gave up his seat. And you would whisper to me, as the plane took off, so I would know when to expect it and what all the noises meant. And landing was the worst. But you let me know what was going on while I squeezed your hand and buried my head. I won't be able to fly again. It will be too hard.

But the one thing I did not fear was losing you. Never. I guess I didn't think it would happen. Or I just didn't fear it. I miss you. But you are here in my heart.

Forever,

Paula

6 comments:

  1. We share the same fear of mice and flying, Paula. Maybe you need to get a cat? I'm with you too, I don't think I will ever fly again. I like how Richard handled it when you were flying, being there reassuring you and comforting you. Indeed a very good man he was!

    betty

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    1. I might get a cat. Been thinking about it. Right now having no problem with mice. And I hate litter boxes but I might need a cat. Yes, he was my ROCK.

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  2. If you can deal with the fear of life without Richard you can deal with anything!! You are woman...hear you roar!

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    1. I don't know if you'll hear me roaring if I see a mouse!!!!!

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  3. Dang, I was leaving you this (overly) long comment and 'poof!' it up and disappeared. Anyway. I sure can relate to your fear of flying. My poor hubby's hand takes a real beating during take-offs.
    Say, if you ever contemplate having to fly again I've got a great book I'm happy to lend you: "White Knuckles" by Layne Ridley. It's more than a few laugh-out-loud moments. In fact, I've excerpted some on a previous blog post. Let me see if I can't find ....
    OK, I'm back. That's at http://mevely317.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-fly-with-me.html

    Hugs,
    Myra

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    1. Loved the post. Yep, that is how I am with flying. Don't know that I will ever fly again but if I do, I will try to read the book....

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