My true love to my lost wife Ely
On March 19, 2011, I loved my true love of over 25 years from heart failure. I watch her die slowly and watched her helplessly. I kept most of her items and visit her almost everyday at the cemetary. I am just empty and alone and become phobia going anywhere other than the cemetary and must be home to see my wife's belongings before dark.
I do not know if I am too sick and depressed from the loss of my wife because I believe I prefer to remain the same way as I always do since her death.