I miss you baby!
I miss you so much honey.
I buried my heart and my beautiful wife in March 2012 after a short illness. Short story: She was diagnosed with Lupus Nephritis in November, put on immunosuppressants shortly after. Developed a rare infection and died at the end of February at age 31. We bought our first house on June 24th and her Birthday is June 25th, so it was like an early Birthday gift for her. Now your Birthday is almost here again and I'm totally lost. All of our stuff is here but it feels so empty and quiet, I haven't even slept in our bed since you left. I can't figure out what I'm supposed to do without you here. Nothing is the same, my center of gravity feels lower, like I'm walking on my knees. I feel like I'm in a box and everything seems two dimensional, less significant. You were my life and still are even though you aren't here anymore. I love you more than anything on this god forsaken planet. When I used to think about my own mortality I used to be scared of dieing or that I didn't have enough time to do the stuff I want to do. Now the only thing that I'm scared of is that I have too much time.