Marriage is like…...

A 45 gallon drum in which one has deposited two big boulders and sealed these inside the drum.
Married life starts when after the honeymoon, life gets hold of the drum and starts rolling the drum.

The boulders will bump against each other and pieces of the boulders will chip off. As the boulders bump against the sides of the drum, so again pieces are chipped off.
Over time, the boulders have somewhat been reduced in size and are increasingly resembling a perfect ball. The pieces that have chipped off have become a fine sand that grinds and polishes the boulders.

The boulders will continue to bump against each other and the sides. Only now, they no longer hurt each other so much. Life has taught also many a lesson and one has learned how to cope with the vicissitudes of life.

And then disasters strikes… One boulder completely disintegrates and turns into more sand. I cannot imagine a more horrible experience than “Death”.

The remaining boulder now has to survive alone. No other boulder protects it. It is alone, lonely, every second, minute, hour, day, week, month and year, relentlessly so…

And that is where I am now...

Death has robbed me of my wife.
Life without my wife is useless, boring, lonely and horrible.
The horrible thing about death is that it is permanent.
I am thankful that she did not suffer.
Her death was as painless at it was sudden and instantaneous.

My heart goes out to all who cry the loss of a loved one.
I know how you feel...