Author: William

I’m not sure how to move forward. You are my anchor. I thought I had prepared myself for this over the last few years. When I close my eyes, I see you in that hospital bed. Everything hurts without you next to me. I reached for you when I woke up this morning. I don’t Read more

This journal exists because Laura died, and everything fell apart. I needed somewhere to put the pain, the panic, the ache that doesn’t stop. I needed a place to speak the love that still lives in me, even after death. It started with messages on her Facebook wall because I couldn’t bear to stop talking Read more