I got married again, but unfortunately, it didn't last long. I've come to the realization that I'm done trying.
However, I'm grateful that I did find a good man and good man like him do exist, and his love will always hold a special place in my heart, no matter who comes after him.
I still keep his text messages, and I hold onto this particular message that he wrote before he passed away. It's a comforting reminder of the love we shared.
I was there until the end of his life, and sending his coffin back home to his parents was the most painful experience I've ever been through. Even now, the memories still bring tears to my eyes and the pain is still very raw. Gosh, ok I better stop. 🥹🥹🥹