If you've been reading Life with Lynnie (LwL) for a while, you'll know that over the past few weeks, I hadn't felt well. Yes, I tried to work as much as possible, but I had a fair amount of time off, especially when I had fever, etc.
When my sinus/headache was severe, I didn't even want to read. Instead, as I felt somewhat improved, I watched some movies.
Since I've been feeling very much better, I haven't had time to relax and watch movies, or read much. As planned, I worked more this week. Until today, that is.
You see, the main client I had been working with, decided against buying the property she told me she wanted to make an offer on. Instead, she decided to keep looking.
This is not a problem for me. After all, I've faced all sorts of issues in my real estate career of over 24 years.
However, since my schedule's time doing paperwork and doing offer presentation was cancelled for today, I found myself with extra time on my hands. Yes, I could have done other work; in fact, I did some.
But, I decided to relax a little, as well. So, I watched a movie in the afternoon. It was called Love Birds (2011). Here is a link for information on the movie.
Until today, I had never heard of this film. Even so, since it was a comedy/romance movie, I thought it might be worth watching.
Just as I began getting into the film, I realized the main male character's name was Doug Gordon.
To most of you, this probably means absolutely nothing. But, to me, it meant everything. In fact, when I heard his name, I almost shut off the movie.
Most of you are aware that my now deceased husband's name was Gordon. What most of you won't be aware of, is that for some unknown reason, whenever we met people who couldn't recall Gordon's name, they seemed to more often than not, call him Doug.
Why this happened, I have no idea.
I just know that this happened time after time; we used to laugh about it. We used to chuckle together and comment about how he maybe should have considered changing/adopting that name, as his own.
The trouble is, it was 29 months today, that my Gordon collapsed, here at home.
Truly, I've tried to not focus on this fact, for about a week, now. I promised myself that I wouldn't think about it. That I would keep myself busy, so that I could break the habit of feeling loss, anymore.
This wasn't a funny joke, Lord.
Yesterday, I ran into a fellow who lives here in my apartment building. His name is not Doug. Yet, he had a jacket on that had the name Doug, embroidered on it.
Now today, this movie. It seems that even in those times, when we try to put in the past all the hurt and anguish of life, somehow Satan manages to find a way to open up those old wounds.
Lord, thank you for helping me through this day. I know that I could not make it through this life, without You.
Until next time...
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