20,000 days
with him by her side. Her solid rock, her encourager, her love. Together they
raised their offspring and were the joyous grandparents of the bunch of
grandchildren they got.
2,500 days
without him by her side. He is still in her heart, her mind and thoughts. She
misses him so much, wanting to join him desperately.
Two people united
in one true love, two souls became one. Beyond earthly boundaries. To be
reunited someday. That is love that makes living without unbearable. An eternal
deep love. It exists. Ever after. Even after.
What should
one do when witnessing this struggle, this pain? Hold on move on? Hold tight.
Hold hands. Rub feet. Be there.
Let go. Let
go. Let go.
Oh no! That
means that she cannot tell, she cannot teach us anymore. Or still?
Sitting
next to her when she mourns at his grave brings him back somehow. The sun winks
behind a cloud, the wind tickles to dry the tears. The fresh candle she brings
him has been lit. When she talks to him she tells us how deep their love is. Making
me realize how much I love her.
