I Am a Widow

It’s not fully processing in my heart. I still think you can miraculously come back to life, even though you sit in your wooden urn. Sometimes I cry and feel like I’m just living in an alternative universe experiencing this loss but waiting to wake up next to you so I can tell you about this nightmare.

Why would I be left without my best friend? It just doesn’t make sense. 😭😭😭 I’m not meant to be left unsupervised.