Time seems to carry on without permission still. Despite the wonderful people in my life, I miss my husband every single day and cannot imagine the rest of my life without him by my side. I still want to tell him stories about the day, introduce him to the new people that bring happiness to my days, and hold him tight.
No one knows me or loves me the way he did. …Maybe now it is because I don’t know who I am myself, or because I don’t let them, or my expectations are too high, … I don’t know. I am trying to make new memories and attract happiness into my life and question if it’ll ever be close to the happiness I shared with him everyday.