Here comes the crash... Andy's dead.

[INTJMom]

The numbness keeps wearing off, little by little.
The realization keeps settling in more and more.
Andy's dead.
He's not coming back.
The responsibility is all on my shoulders.
It's heavy... and scary.
Andy's dead.
I'm alone.
No one to rely on anymore.
At least, not in the way one relies on a spouse...
one who was always faithful and always cared.
I do have family and friends, but it's not the same.
My Andy's dead... and he's not coming back.

When I think about how badly I wanted him...
how much he loved me...
it's too hard to say goodbye to such a love...


I know God is with me.
He hasn't abandoned me.
But a spouse is a life-partner...
a companion... someone to go through life with.
someone who loves you through thick and thin...
even when you're hard to live with.


I know God loves me.
I know God is good.
But I miss my Andy.

 

[Falcarius]

 

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