tamileacan

I just wanted to tell you all that I am very sorry for your losses and thank you for your words, they have helped to encourage me to write about my love. Wednesday, is the hardest day for me. I lost David, the love of my life 8 weeks ago on May 25, 2005. He was very healthy and very much alive when he left for work that morning. We had no way of knowing that just an hour later there would be a traggic accident that would take his life. We met when I was 15 and he was 18. We grew up together and raised two beautiful daughters. We were supposed to grow old together and watch our grandchildren grow. He was only 41 years old at the time of his accident and our first grandchild is due to arrive this November on his 42nd birthday. I miss him soo much and the pain is unbearable most of the time. I try to stay strong for my girls. And the three of us have tried to turn our focus on the baby. I believe he sends me little signs to let me know he is with me and I know that one day we will be reunited. Until then I must find a way to go on and take care of the children.