Saying Goodbye
Russell passed away shortly afterward.
The funeral was one of the loneliest days of my life.
His children stood together.
The guests gathered around them.
I stood alone.
Many people looked at me with suspicion.
Some probably believed I had married him for money.
None of them understood how much I loved him.
I stood beside his casket and cried for the man who had changed my life.
After the service ended, Russell’s attorney approached me.
“There are instructions your husband left behind,” he said.
He asked me to meet him at his office the next morning.
Then he added something that made my heart ache.
“Russell wanted me to tell you one more thing.”
I looked up.
“Trust him.”
