Chapter Eight- The Eulogy

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I started writing Bryan's eulogy two days later. While writing, Mrs. Smith called to tell me the funeral was that Sunday. I then cried, yet again, for two hours.
  I've heard that when you write, it's good to write what you feel. Right now, I felt like crap. The love of my life had died. So, since I only has until Sunday, I started writing.

"Bryan Smith was the star-struck love of my life. Our last words were, "Lauren, I love you." "Bryan, I love you, too." I'm the luckiest person in the world because a man who has the biggest heart I've ever seen, loved me, yes, me. Until the day he died. Gosh, Bryan was that kinda guy that would make you smile. He could walk in the room and in would be a little bit brighter. There is a quote, from our favorite movie. "Some infinities are simply bigger than other infinities." And that was the story of our love life.  We met. We loved. We died. And as for our love story, it ended when he did. Tragically, I've never seen him at a weaker moment, yet I still love him the same, if not more. That day at the hospital, when he had suffocated, I tried to save him, I tried to get a nurse, but I believe that at that moment in time, God did not want him to stay, and frankly, I didn't either. I didn't want him to suffer. But I tried, I tried to save him, yet I failed. And I sincerely apologize to all of you for failing tragically. Bryan always wanted to be remembered, as he will. By me. By all of you.  And I think that's enough.  And I sure hope he did, too. We would always talk about our wedding day, and pretend that we were married. So, he doesn't have to worry about me forgetting about him. How could I forget my husband? So if our massive love story had to end, I wouldn't have it any other way."

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