On June 17th, I lost my wife, Sharon, to cancer. In the ten months before she died she lost half her body weight, but not an ounce of her faith or courage. Being her care giver was the most difficult task of my life, but also its greatest honor. I will write about her when I am able.
I still make my bed because she’d want me to.
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William and Sharon shared 25 years together. Part of their vows summed up their commitment: “Through life, past death, into the very hands of God.” She will be waiting for you, William.
By far the best and fondest memory of Sharon Elizabeth Walton was her standing on the dock with a captivating gleam in her eyes, accompanied with her benevolent smile as William returned home from one of his voyages. The pride and happiness written on her face for his safe return can not be described with words. With great anticipation she tolerantly waited for William’s unembellished account of his adventure as he carefully stowed the boat. This same picture comes to mine, when the time is right, Sharon will be standing at Heavens Gate with that same captivating gleam in her eyes, accompanied with that lovely signature smile of hers, awaiting his safe arrival.
Forgive the lateness of my thank you for your comment. You captured one of my best memories of Sharon. I can’t wait to dock my boat in heaven. I think she will even help me tie up the boat this time.
The title alone is beautiful . . .
This is a very late thank you for your comments about Sharon. I am touched.
The previous comments saddened me just as much as the original blog.