So much love disappeared
THURSDAY, March 25 – When I wake up, I light three candles next to Jenn’s portrait. The bond between us seems stronger than ever, which is a comforting thought, but at the same time I’m aware of how much love has disappeared from this house. Do I still cherish the same love for her or is it the absence of the ‘love that was’ which is so overwhelming? They say love always endures, and I believe that, but while she was alive she radiated so much love that sometimes – like now – her absence is unbearable.
Diary of a Widower 