Hello, my name is Armella. I know it’s old fashioned, but I’m an old-fashioned kind of lady. [pause] You know, it was real difficult coming in to see you.
My husband, Bud, died not quite a year ago. He is…was…the love of my life and I’m not sure how to live without him. I’m not sure I want to live without him.
We were married for 58 years. I bet you aren’t even that old. Our 59th anniversary would have been last month. I still live in the four-bedroom house where we raised our five children, took walks with our dogs, had friends over….
The children all live far away now. They don’t come home much. They send me pictures, but it’s not the same. And I don’t feel like traveling. My sister lives about 20 minutes away and she and her husband come over every few weeks. Eugene helps out around the house. It’s not the same as Bud of course.
A couple months ago, Breanna’s family came back for a week. Mary and some of her children and grandchildren came over for a cookout. That was nice. But most of the time? I’m feeling, well, I’m not sure exactly how to put it. I’m constantly uneasy and nervous, restless, I feel … on edge. I’ve felt this way ever since Bud died.