The Love Letter

To my Wife,

Our years together saw so many changes, the kids have grown and have families of their own, even our little home is now surrounded by a city which seemed to sprout around us in a matter of minutes. With all the changes, you have been the one true constant in my life. If at one time, I had memories of life before you, those have long faded to time.

You were always there for me, as a friend, as a confidant, as a trusted advisor, as my love. You always knew my mood, you put up with my quirks and habits, and anticipated my every need, at times even before I knew I needed it myself.

Every morning I would wake, get your paper ready, get your coffee ready for you to drink, make sure everything was ready for your morning routine. I needed to do this ... no, I wanted to do this, for you. I would then go about my day, finding little things to do, and I looked forward to those times when you needed me for something. I so much enjoyed our simple life.

How long has it been now days, weeks, even months? I can’t tell anymore, since you have been gone from my life.

Now, I find that I wake at night and turn in hope to find you next to me, only to find an emptiness, much like my life. I wake in the morning, and instead of getting things ready for your morning routine, I stare across an empty table.

To say that my life is empty without you, well this doesn’t begin to describe how I feel. You were not just a part of my life, but a part of me. My life is now hollow, I go through the motions every day, but there is no joy, no happiness, not even sadness - which left me long ago. I go through each day only seeking the day’s end.

When I go to bed, I know that I used to count our many blessings, the children, our health, our home, together we had so much to be thankful for. Now, my only prayer is that this night, finally, death will find its way to my bedside and by morning I will be with you again, this time forever.

Yours Always,
Waiting for death...