Remembering the Unforgettable

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
We all know the pain that comes with losing a loved one. In this small story I share the emotions and feelings that a man battles after the loss of his beloved wife. I hope that you all feel the sorrow that I'am trying to put within this story. Thankyou for any comments on my writing.

Submitted: February 03, 2009

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Remembering the Unforgettable
It had been one year today since the death of my beloved wife. The pain and suffering was still as overwhelming as when it had first begun. My heart seems to beat ever so slowly now, when I think once again of the days we use to spend together without a care in the world. Little did we both know that horrible plague (cancer) was going to infect her and would gradually take her out of my life. Even though I have an innumerable amount of cherished memories of my dear wife, the misery always finds its way into those thoughts and corrupts them with darkness.
Almost every week I set time aside to come and visit her grave, no matter what is going on in my life at that present moment. I know many people think of me as a crazy person for visiting her so often, but my way of thinking and grieving is much different then theirs. I believe that if one truly loves or loved their partner, it would be very difficult to just mourn a short period of time and just forget they ever existed. I myself will never forget the love and joy my wife brought to me in her life time, because she was the one true love that had entered my life, and she will never really be gone.
Since today is the same date on which she was taken from me, I plan to spend my time here on her grave, praying to the Lord for relief from this overpowering pain. I know inside that the suffering will never be completely gone, but I’m preparing myself for the days to come. I also try to think of today as a time of remembrance rather than a time of agony. Therefore, as night comes, I will shed as many tears as I need, while the Lord slowly pulls me through this hardship, and sets me back into my daily progress towards His will for my life.
-James William(Brandon S.)


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