At 8:26am, 3 years ago, today, April 13th, my wife and companion of 15 years, Cathy, weakly drew her last breath. After a long struggle, including a miricle, this strong, intelligent, beautiful woman, who had overcome more adversity in her life than the average person alive today has, no longer could survive.
The grieving process is not over. I doubt it ever will be, my life with her was the best. Together, we experienced live music, touched nature, and saw the bright light that the human experience provided. Sadly, her death brought new enlightenment to my soul at a cost of which, I was unprepared. Sadder but wiser, I've struggled these three years to regain myself. It's hard work I've found, but the "Light at the end of the tunnel" appears within reach. Never shall I forget her. She will always be missed. Time and working through it is healing the gaping wound that was my being 3 years ago.