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I miss my husband. He was amazing. Being with him was everything and while I was his, every day was a summers day and every night the sky was hung with diamonds. He was my happiness, my breath and my heart beat. Now I feel barely alive. But I pretend because no one wants to hang around with somebody that only mourns and cries and no one wants to now that even after 6 years I still howl into my pillow at night, I still pad around the house and tell him I love him and I still beg God for a heaven can wait. I loved my husband and he truly loved me.

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