Please Come Back
People tell me it's ok, he will come to me in my dreams, and it's true he does. But I wake up and he is definitely gone, I really hate waking up in the morning. He died two weeks ago, it's now Thanksgiving weekend and tomorrow would have been his 61st birthday. I am tired of crying and yet that's all I do.
I am not sure how I will get through the holidays, I know I will but it will be so very difficult. I am hoping that writing will help. Someone once told me that death is easier than divorce, I've never been through a divorce but death is so absolutely final. Divorce isn't as final as death, and it doesn't obliterate hope. We were together 29 years, married 27 years and I feel so completely shattered.