After Marta, he still flicked off the lamp on the nightstand and said: Goodnight, sweetheart, sleep well. After Marta, he whispered the words from his side of the bed, but from the other there was no longer any reply.
On his last day alive they started with his dog that died 25yrs ago joining him and they talk. Tears for days.
Now I have to try and survive him reliving, talking about his wife who died. As someone who has been with the same person for 23yrs, well, trying not to sob my way through this.

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