Today my friend lost her husband. Theirs was a love story that amazed and inspired. Feelings and emotions were never left unspoken. They supported each other. They never took each other for granted. They championed each other. They made each other laugh. A lot. They were the real deal. They were everything love should be.
I know there is nothing I can say to her to ease her pain. I’m not going to tell her he’s in a better place now, when I know the place he should be is by her side. For the past year or so I’ve struggled with the eventuality of this day. I hoped it would never come and prayed every day it wouldn’t. I’m not ready.
“Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.”
~ Helen Keller
I know he’ll be watching from that other room.
I love you my friend.
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