Four months have gone by since my husband, my soul mate and my best friend passed away. The hurt and the emptiness are my constant companions now in times of solitude. Trying to get all debts sorted and settled certainly has kept my mind busy. But I miss having my 'best friend' to talk with. There are so many times that I find or see something and my first instinct is to think, " I have to tell Terry about this" but I am all too aware that will never again happen. I wonder to myself, will this feeling ever change? I think not. There will always be those times and reminders. Next month...his birthday. The following month....our anniversary. Since almost all of our days together were joyous ones, there will always be reminders and remembrances of great times together.
"If I could have a lifetime wish
a dream that would come true
I'd pray to God with all my heart
for yesterday and you.
A thousand words can't bring you back
I know because I've tried
And neither will a million tears
I know because I've cried.
You left behind my broken heart
and happy memories too
I never wanted memories...
I only wanted you."
