justanothercowgirl
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September 23rd marked the 10th anniversary of the loss of my first husband. He and a friend of ours were in northern Ontario on a canoeing trip and drowned in Georgian Bay. It was a late season trip and the weather and the water were cold. The campground they were staying at is on an Indian reservation and only had a few campers at that time. They were expected home from their trip on Sunday the 24th and when they didn't arrive I started making phone calls and after much stress and worry they were found on Monday September 25, 1995 washed up on Pine Point on Georgian Bay. The autopsy revealed they had likely died on the 23rd caught out on the water in a storm in very cold water with waves estimated at 10 feet. It's been ten years and it feels like it was a lifetime ago. I was only 28 when Vince died he was 31. My friend, Monty that was with him was 28 as well, we had been friends since high school and I had introduced them to each other. I am happily married now to a wonderful man and although the hole in my heart will never go away, I am happy now. I hate the expression that time heals all wounds because it is certainly not true but you do get used to the fact that they did take a little piece of your heart with them. After a time the pain isn't so strong and you can look back at the good times you had and be glad for them! We had race horses and riding horses back then and my Dad and I often laugh and say how Vince would have just loved the minis!!
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