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Posted by Judith Why is it the good ones die young, or have debilitating and incurable illnesses that eat away at their existence? I want my answer to come as well. My Roy made me laugh, he made me feel beautiful, he loved my hair and my smiles. He gave us our fairy tale wedding. Our anniversary is coming up and I feel so anxious these days. I miss him so much, with every heart beat, I ache and cry for him. I know he no longer suffers, and his bones no longer ache, but how do I tell my heart this? I wish I could hold him in my arms just one more time. I too, have no children, and I'm allergic to cats and afraid of dogs. So I have my friends and my family to keep me company. Its a good thing too, otherwise, I don't think I'd have made it through this horrible feeling of being alone (again). I allowed my heart to open up to someone very special and now I don't know how to close that door so as not to forget that feeling. But the longer it stays open, the harder it is for me to go on. I guess there are some questions we are not meant to know the answer for. I hold you in my arms, dear friend. We can cry on each others' shoulders. Lovingly,
on 9/24/2007, 12:42 pm, in reply to "Re: The Mistake"
Dear Pat,
Judith
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