I remember the day you left as if it were yesterday.
Until that moment in my life, I had known pain but never a pain such as I felt on that day. Your life had just inextricably been entangled into mine. Neither of us gave up too much but we gave of each other freely. And on that morning when I first woke without you, I lie in my bed without your head on the pillow next to mine and stared at the glass ½ full of water on the side table — on your side of the bed. That pain, on that day — consumed me whole and my world was simply black. I opened my eyes but I could not see. I could not talk. I just lay there in nothingness. Stillness in the dark. Alone. Without you.
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