33 weeks have passed. How can 33 weeks possibly have gone by? How can I still be here. Living? Breathing? Surviving?
On this night in 2015 I had just finished packing and the suitcases were closed and locked. We were excitedly looking forward to a weeks cruise. We were already planning our September 2015 holiday - and our September 2016 holiday. We thought we had a lifetime together. How things can change in just the blink of an eye :(
I miss your humour. Your strength. Your calmness. Your hugs and the scent of you in the middle of the night when I turn over. I just feel so broken :(