7 months ago today my dear husband lost the battle with cancer. It tears my heart apart to think of 7 more months without him. This has been the worst 7 months of my life and there is truly nothing I wouldn't give to have him back with me, or me to be with him. How did I survive 7 months; it seems like yesterday at times and other times it seems like years since I kissed his lips, touched his face and heard his laughter. Life is so unfair, I know everyone here already knows that; but I just can't understand why some of the most terrible "people" are still here while others so sweet, kind and wonderful are not. I just don't want to go through another day without him.
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