Six months without my love.
My love, my dear wife… it is been six months and my soul is not healing. I miss you so much! Last night you came in my dreams and my heart wormed up seeing you. You were smiling at me and I felt your love and kindness. I understood in a second that you are at peace.
I still can’t believe I am not going to wake up and to see you next to me. I’m coming at the store hoping that you might open the door. I miss you abundance of joy, your laugh, your voice and your perfume. I miss to do plans with you, to go places…
There is no desire for me to plan anything or to go anywhere. There is nothing the same and will never be. All I am doing is to work and pay the bills. There is no happiness, no joy, nothing to really make me smile. Oh, only one thing my love, the fact that the kid is OK. She is like you use to be, happy, always planning something, moving so fast in life. I see you in her!
Thank you again my love for being part of my life, and for this special girl that I love with al my heart. Thank you for giving me the best years of my life. I will love you forever, my dear and unique wife.
ILMW