But she was wrong. I could not stop the cancer from ravaging her body and taking her from us long before her time. And my life has never been the same. Because there was something else I could not do. I could not fill that whole in my heart that losing her left.
Time does heal wounds.
But there will always be a scar. A song on the radio can bring me to tears. Looking at pictures still hurts deeply. I can close my eyes and see myself at that bedside begging God to give me one more day. Because it was for me that I prayed.