My husband passed away from on the 6th of May 2014. 3 days before his 35th birthday.
He was unwell for a while and his death was bitter sweet. I know he is in a better place and free from torture and pain of his aggressive cancer but on the other hand I miss him and our life terribly.
Have my bad and worse days and am always keeping him and prayers & say Alhumduillah. Certain I will meet him again InshAllah.
Just me and my 3 children now. Even though I have supportive family & friends I know everyone will get back to there normal lives and I will be just that sad story looming at the back of there minds.
Trying to work out my future. What best for my children. Finding my own to feet.
I went to write in my neglected Open Diary account but seems like it no longer exist. I have the same Diary name if anyone recognizes me. Although it was -Wallflower-
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