Lynn Shawcroft, beautiful, strong woman. Just read her entire blog. She is the widow of famous comedian “Mitch Hedberg”. Learning more about Mitch really makes me think. I thought this entry was really powerful.
I think back to how I was feeling at that time. It’s blurry and gut wrenching, and so easily conjured up. It’s hard to lose a Hedberg. Hard act to follow.
I have a hard time realizing that it’s real sometimes. I think about all the things I would do just to see him again. I’d go blind, swim the Atlantic, stop sucking my thumb, swallow an airplane…… never breathe again. If only these or any actions would work.
This is too fucking hard.
There are good days, where I can think blissful thoughts about my husband. I can cheerily recount moments and jokes. Gaze happily at his photos and really appreciate who he was and what he accomplished. Every day I miss him so much it hurts. Ther are days I realize how immpossible this is going to be. Days that I acknowledge that I was lucky to know him. Actually, there are all kinds of days,
all trying and all exhausting…
…I was so happy that Mitch was sitting across from me I started to cry . I reached over to hug him and then I woke up.