My beloved wife has been dead for five months now and the pain and anguish still remain unabated.
Yesterday I had to arrange for her memorial stone and as the kindly and sympathetic lady showed me the various designs I must admit I cried buckets of tears at the realization that she really was dead and I wasn’t going to wake up from a dreadful nightmare and I was never going to hold her in my arms again to tell how much I love her.
I am moving slowly forward, the curtain that held me back suddenly parted as if by magic and I have started a new novel and am playing my organ and guitar again, however when I play her favorite song “MOON RIVER” the tears still flow.
I know, I should stop playing it but I can’t it was OUR song.
I read all your contributions to this website and I know I am not alone in my misery.