sbaxter
Sr Member
I lost my first wife almost 22 years ago. Literally, not a day has passed since then that I haven't missed and mourned her. I have moved on … but I've never loved anyone else in quite the same way.
EDIT: I have to note that my first wife did not die. YMMV, but from my standpoint what happened was worse. It is a long, painful story, but she changed fundamentally almost overnight and left me out of the blue, leaving me with a shattered heart and feeling as if I woke up in the Twilight Zone and have never escaped. It was abrupt, as a sudden death would have been, but worse because there was the equivalent of a note saying "Sorry; I actually don't love you after all." None of her friends and family (in addition to me) have ever been able to reconcile who she is now with the woman they knew.
I don't understand it; too many things just don't make sense based on the woman I knew for four years. Having to accept that I simply don't have all the answers -- or her, preferably -- has been an ongoing struggle and the hardest thing I've ever had to face. I am resigned to the idea that it will haunt me the rest of my life. If it hasn't changed by now, I don't see why it ever will.
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