They no longer have someone to share those private, intimate moments with; or someone just to hold hands with or eat a meal with. We take so much for granted when our lives are full, content and happy. No one fathoms what life would be without the one we love, but those of us who have loved and lost live a life missing what once was and it's very difficult indeed.
So, here I am on the
threshold of a year, twelve months, three hundred and sixty-five-days, eight
thousand, seven hundred and sixty-hours or five hundred and twenty-five
thousand, six hundred minutes since he left my side and I'm still in the midst
of grieving the loss of my beloved Philip. I'm certain I will grieve his loss
forevermore, only I pray that the ache, the hurt, the pain will ease with each
ensuing year.
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