It’s so hard to believe that nine months have passed.
I remember so clearly the day that was to be your last.
I didn’t want to think about it, but I knew your time was near.
I wasn’t ready to let you go, for I loved you so much, dear.
They said I should have no regrets; that’s easier said than done.
“I wish that I had spent more time with you,” would be my first one.
I told you how much I loved you many times each day.
And I always kissed you whenever I had to go away.
We were married for twenty-six and one half years.
And I remember all the good times we had, amid my tears.
I won’t say our life was perfect; that would be a lie.
Can I go on without you? I guess I’ll have to try.
The one thing that has helped me more than I can say,
Is knowing that God and you are with me everyday.
I can feel the presence of both of you very near to me.
It really does help me, although your face I cannot see.
Sometimes I talk to you as though you were right here.
And if I listen carefully, your voice I may just hear.
I have made it this far and with God’s help I can go on.
He can help me overcome and make my body strong.
I know I’ll never forget you; God wouldn’t want me to.
You’ll always have a place in my heart, no matter what I do.
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