Another Anniversary Without You
Today I celebrate alone. It would have been 18 years that we have been married. I was lucky enough to celebrate 10 years and 3 months married to you before your heart stopped beating. I miss you each and every day I wake. I thought it would get easier, but it's very hard. It's even harder now, now that I am trying to wrap my head around the concept that in a few years, you will have been gone longer than I have known you. It hurts my heart, and tears spring to my eyes as soon as I think of this. I doubt that I will ever acknowledge the day, when it comes. I hope that by then I am with you. We had gone through so much in the 13 years we were together. Separate financial issues, raising children as a partnership and not a battle. Dealing with our own issues with having another child, infidelity, work, and so much more that we had worked through and finally realizing that marriage was a full time job and needed just as much attention as a 9-5 job. We hit that magic