A Love Story Good Grief

Life seems so empty now ,our home don’t seem to be as warm and beautiful as it was ,my interest in keeping it clean and nice has kind of fell by the wayside ,make no mistake about it a women makes the home a home , I can see now just how much work she had to keep it like that to ,,plus the washing and Ironing and making dinners and lunches ,,A women’s job is never done I have found that out the hard way , I’m sure many of you that has lost a loved one can feel my hurt ,,when your day goes bad or your not feeling good it was nice to have someone to hug and have there help. Now that she is gone I realize more than ever how much I needed her not only as a house keeper but as someone to share my life with , I don’t eat right anymore I cant cook I don’t know if I’m just to lazy or I just don’t care anymore life without Virginia is lonesome and painful , Like I said before its been over a year now and its getting worse and worse to accept ,the bad part is its so final there is just no end to the long days and nights that your mind keeps reminding you ,,you may never again see her .That thought turns your stomach to mush ,and no matter how hard you try your brain will not let you rest ,Then after the fear of the future has came and painted a bleak picture before you ,you ask yourself why ,why the hell am I still here and she id gone ?? But then people will tell you why don’t you get out and meet some one , Don’t sit in the house and feel sorry for yourself ,,I look at them and just shake my head ,The love and close contact Virginia and I had was something special a 60 year honey moon .How can I now at my age start all over and fall in love with another women ,I knew Virginia like a book and she knew me just the same our every day moves were like a well refined machine