I lost my husband, the love of my life. With him I lost my life, myself. I lost everything I always thought I had. I'm torn apart. I don't know what to do or how to behave. I feel like my world is going on without me and I'm staring right at it. Since I wake up in the morning till I take my medication in the evening to go back to sleep, all I can do is lay in my bed and relive my life with my husband in my memories. That's all I have left of him, myself and the life I once had. I was a normal, happy thirty four year old woman. My career had just got on track, I got promoted as a cheif editor of a large magazine company called "Moi!". It is a magazine for young woman that its focus is on fashion, health and careers. I had been working there for eight years, and finally my dream came true, that is to be one of the chief editors in the company! I had been married for four years, to a man named Gil, who was the most amzing husband I could ask for. Gil and I had known each other for quiet a while. We were high school sweet hearts and we never looked back. We have a three year old daughter named Julie who gets her personality from her dad, she's always laughing and making noise everywere she goes. She was daddy's little princess and although still young she knew it! We were a happy family. But something terrible happened. Something that changed the life of both my child and mine. Gil died. He was involved in a tragic car accident, never even made it to the hospital. I remember the day I was at my office and received this phone call which would change my life as I once knew it. I couldn't believe the news until I went to the hospital and saw his unrecognizable dead body just lying there, lifeless. I was mortified. I couldn't do anything. I was just so full of pain I couldn't even talk, let alone eat or do anything else. I moved in with my mother and she is taking care of me and my little girl since I can't even take care of myself. Every morning when I wake up I can still smell his colone and feel his kiss goodbye. He always used to give me a kiss before he left for work early in the morning. I can still hear his voice in my head and his laugh. I loved his laugh. All these memories I have of us living this perfect life together, I just can't believe it's over. I will never see him again. I will never be waken up by his special morning breakfast made for me with love and smiling sausages. The memories feel so real and I don't wanna let them go. I will never let them go. What would I do without my memories of him? How would I live? I miss him so much. And my daughter, what am I going to tell her? Life is so cruel. She can never know how much her father love her. All I can do is share my memories with her and hope that someday we will all meet together in Heaven.