If you knew MD, you knew a life lived wide open. He loved deeply and passionately with all of his heart and soul. He held onto the memories of his life and relived them with others vicariously.
I miss my husband deeply, in a place deep down inside that grew out of our great love. He balanced me and showed me a love and family that I only dreamed of. I always thought we would grow old together…we had a million tomorrows…we had plans!
As more time has passed since M's death, the emptiness inside me grows. Irrespective of my kids and friends and other family, all of whom I love dearly, I feel completely alone. Life goes on, as it should. Yes, I know I'm loved by so many and I am so blessed with that, but those relationships don't replace being someone's someone, do they?