Present Day 2015
My birthday is soon and well, I'm going to be a low and behold 63 years of age and I still think about him. Am I crazy or lonely. He passed away two years ago and I attended his funeral. Only feeling lonely and broken by the connection we could have had but never did. I grew up had a family and I am now a grandmother. How wonderful right? Don't get me wrong I love it but there is an emptiness to this world only I can understand. My husband is wonderful and is a self made billionaire. I look 20 years younger than I do and my hair is perfectly trimmed and beautifully gray. I stay and shape and I have never been a drinker or smoked so I'm healthy. Except, he wasn't healthy when he died due to a heart attack and I felt his pain that night I seriously did and it hurt so bad I thought I was going to die. But I never felt safe anymore after that. I felt like he was watching over me and his presence was with me. But I didn't do anything about it. I actually liked his presence. It was warm and calming most days. I wish I held on to him longer than I ever did before he died.
