Running on empty
It will be six months on the 16 May 2011 when Bruce died. I am getting through the days but the the nights are so empty. I told my mom that unless you have someone to share your life with life seems so meaningless. Going through the motions of life is an existence not a life. How I miss someone to cuddle with at night, the deafening silence when you come home is soul destroying. Those long endless weekends are the worst. I try to keep busy but there is only so much you can do on your own. How I long for the days when Bruce was still in my life. I keep thinking that it is wrong that my daughter will never have her father to walk her down the aisle when she gets married or her children will never know their grandfather, I feel so cheated.