It will be over 25 years you have been gone. My wife, my eternal love ... my savior. I have played that day over and over in my head and no matter how hard I wish ... we cannot exchange places. I would gladly give my life tomorrow if I could hold you again today. There are days when the grief is so strong that I cannot get out of bed. Then there are times that I become so full of hatred and anger that it is best for me to be away from people. I hate this time of year because you were taken from this life and from me. You helped me become a better man and I owe you more than anyone knows. Sometimes it helps me cope putting my words down ... guess the doctor was right. People are quick to tell me that I cannot feel the way I do because of the short amount of time but I love you as much today as that first day when you called me an arrogant asshole. Much love my Queen... til we are together again.
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tc_nikon:
Thank you ...there were some very dark years but one day at a time. Some days are better than others
jon_baldinboots:
Grief is so very real and powerful, yet so very often misunderstood by those who have yet to experience the death of a loved one. From my point of view, there never has been nor will there ever be an acceptable situation for a person to suggest to another, that the grieved should “get over it”; etc.!