The Man and His Words
“My love, forgive me for what I have done to you. To you and our family. I knew my silence brought grief and pain to you, and I apologize dearly to you. You were the love of my life, my beautiful bride, the one I would love for the rest of my life. We were to supposed to face life together, all of its struggles and annoyances, until the end. But this disease called cancer took me away from you and our family. I kept silent so you I didn't regret any words I said, but looking back now, I made a horrible mistake, and I wish I could say I'm sorry to you. I am not completely sad, however, becuase I was honored with spending my life with you beside me. The day I fell in love with you was just the beginning of the best life anyone could have lived. I made sure that you were always loved. I did my best to hold your hand when I could, to look into your eyes, to hold you when you needed help, to tell you I love you as often as I could. I loved meeting you. I loved marrying you. I loved meeting our children. I love looking back on these moments and pretending to relive them for the first time. I wouldn’t dare change anything. I wouldn’t try to make any situation or memory better, because then it wouldn’t give me the outcome I have now. I love you so much. I love watching you read this. Words cannot express how much I love you, so I guess I’ll have to show you when we see each other again.”
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