So...I’m hurtling head long into a painfully life changing anniversary.
I have decided it’s time to explain what some may think is a deep dark secret, when really it is an honest and really quite innocent truth.
My life, my love, my soulmate and my Sir, died.
Suddenly with no warning, quite catastrophically, He suffered a sub arachnoid brain haemorrhage. Despite efforts from amazing doctors and nurses, hours of desperate hope and prayer to any entity that would listen, 26th July this year is the third anniversary of the day I had to let the medical staff turn off His life support.
It was and still is tragic. I was not prepared to lose Him.
When He died, half of me died with him. I lost not just Him, but our life, our future.
Its been a hard road, but I am starting to see that, despite my feelings, I am still alive. I have to carry on with life and make my own happiness and my own future.
How the hell do you do that?
I am alive, I feel, I need, I want....
Naya x
