She's been gone for 19 weeks, and it still feels like it just happened. She's been gone for 19 weeks, and sometimes it doesn't even seem real. But I know it is. And it hurts when I come to that realization. It hurts hard. It hurts long. So I seek His Face so that I can find His Peace…

I miss the affection we had for each other. I miss her caress. I miss her eyes. I miss her love... my dear bride loved me intensely. Her affection for me was breathtaking. The love she had for me was so strong that I could feel it radiate off her.

I sought after the Lord and especially His Strength. I knew I couldn't go through what's left of my life without His Strength and Guidance. I knew that if I wanted to climb this mountain, I would need every bit of help from Him I could get.

Now, the task at hand is a million-mile climb up this mountain. A climb I never thought I would need to make one day. A climb I never imagined I would make without my dear bride and confidant. I am having to take this journey without my biggest cheerleader encouraging me as I go.