I wish I had words. Words that filled the empty spaces of my heart. I don't know the normal patterns of grieving... its not common place for me. Although the thought of never having those huge arms give me a hug again saddens me... my heart is surely broken for a woman that has lost her partner of 61 years. I can't even begin to imagine the loneliness one feels when you finally find yourself alone after being half of a whole for so long. Who do you share your good news your bad news and your heartbreak. Who do you kiss goodnight? How long does it take for your wounds to heal? How long do you have to be alone?