My wife Tami died on December 8, 2014. My life changed completely that day. I lost the love of my life, my partner in everything, and the one person that knew and understood me best. A giant hole opened in my world and has yet to close. I am not lost without my wife. I am capable of doing all the things that I must to go on. Yet everything I do seems incomplete without her to share it. It has been almost four months now, but it feels like yesterday. I no longer cry when I see her picture, but my heart still sinks when I want to touch her or talk to her or just watch her move. I know that I am surviving. I still go to work, I shop, I see friends and family, I have new routines at home. My life appears normal. Yet inside I feel the loss of my wife like it just happened today. I no longer question when it will get better, when it will pass or when I'll get over it. I know now that I never will. I may eventually find peace, or move on to another stage in my life. But this loss can never be recovered. So I will accept it. I will love the memories, and appreciate the wonderful years we shared. I will let the tears run when they come and laugh when the moment is right. I lost my wife. But I will never lose my love for her.