The Undoing of the Moon

Orion Edwards was not my savior. He was not my lover, my other half, my soul-mate, my everything; Orion Edwards was my very own eternal downfall. We fell in love in the fall of 1996 and dropped quickly out of it on December 23rd, 2009, the day Orion found his way back into the stars. If you would have asked me that same night if I loved my perished husband, I would have told you no. He had left me with too much to dechipher. Too many bills to pay, too many days to live without him and too much pain to bear. Orion had put me through hell. However, our love story was not a tragic one. We did not hopelessly pray for healing, knowing deep down prayer could do us no good. We did not lie in bed at night sobbing in each other's arms knowing what was coming all too soon. We did not accept the inpouring gifts and meals from those surrounding us. We stood beside each other and we stood tall, we were a couple of anything but sorrow.