I buried my soulmate. I was 24 years old then. We were married for 5 years and 16 days when he died. I was undergoing fertility treatments when he died, we were to do artificial incemination the week he died. So it was a double whammy for me. No husband, no child.
I miss him so much. There isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of him and his georgous smile and big blue eyes. He was my best friend.
I remarried 8 years ago, but I still miss him. My husband understands this and is not jealous at all. He is a wonderful man for loving me and tells me it is okay to love the two of them. He tells me I would not be the woman he fell in love with had I not lost Michael.
I am still not a mother, nor will I ever be. This weekend is going to be so difficult. No child to wish me happy mother's day, and I buried Michael 11 years ago today.
I miss him so much. There isn't a day that goes by that I do not think of him and his georgous smile and big blue eyes. He was my best friend.
I remarried 8 years ago, but I still miss him. My husband understands this and is not jealous at all. He is a wonderful man for loving me and tells me it is okay to love the two of them. He tells me I would not be the woman he fell in love with had I not lost Michael.
I am still not a mother, nor will I ever be. This weekend is going to be so difficult. No child to wish me happy mother's day, and I buried Michael 11 years ago today.