Lyn and I never had children of our own besides my step daughter.
My wife wanted to have for some reason five kids. If she could have gone on to nursing school and our lives had gone the way we wanted.
I envy those who have biological children with their spouses, it must be gratifying.
Peace, Tim

I write to Brian every single day - a journal of sorts. This is one of the things that I find myself repeating. I just want one more chance. I want another moment to share my love for him. To make sure it's drilled into his brain how very much I adore him and need him. How honored I was to be his wife. I have so much to say and so much that I need to make sure that he knows.

I'm so thankful that I have my precious children as well. They help me through the hard days.

When I fell pregnant with Rick, my eldest, I recognized that Mark and I are bound together forever more in an unbreakable bond whether we are together or not. It must be so incredibly hard for divorce couples who share children. My hat off to them.
Strength to all.
Xx

I know that wish, Lost4Heart -

I keep thinking about having one more opportunity hold my
wife and tell her I love her and hear her speak the same
words back to me with her quiet voice with her southern
drawl. Oh, how I miss that voice as it was so soothing to
me.

She used to walk by me while I was sitting at our kitchen
table and I would stick out a forefinger as she would touch
my finger with her forefinger while in motion on the way to
somewhere in our home. We did that thousands upon
thousands of times and it was a instant and transmission
of love both ways. .

All the little things that I thought would take place forever
and now they are just memories shadowed by a sea of
emptiness with waves of loneliness for her.

Thanks for posting.

Darrell

Yes. The love becomes so apparent when they are gone. It runs so deep.

My tears are running down my facejust one more day, just one more hug,,,I have to tell him he was my life, breath and the reason I am here,,I am haunted because he died suddenly,,,Just One More Day

Beautiful, and I am so glad that your children are a reflection of you and your sweet husbands love.. nothing greater.. Much love and big hugs carla

Exactly the connection that Darrell speaks of. Being able to walk into a room after not seeing him for a few hours and just one look into his eyes know that he is in a jovial mood, a naughty twinkle is his eye with the lift of his smile in one corner of his mouth. When we're in company and somebody says something a bit strange and the quick flash of eye contact when he gets the joke that was immediately in my mind without me having to voice a word. The look of pride shared when we looked over our kids heads to each other, as if to say, did you see that? or did you hear that? That's our kid!

All those moments shared, the bond forged stronger, the world a great warm loving place because of this wonderful man who I was fortunate enough to have love me out of all the people in this big world.

That's what makes my life worth living.

Peace to you all.

One more day.
Since that fateful day I get up every morning and look at the alarm clock when it goes off and look at the date. As if some revelation is going to come from it. Today 12 May 2016. Maybe it is a hope that today I am going to wake up to find this a dream, and be able to wake up from the nightmare. Every today. Same hope, same dream, same same. (sigh)