Two years ago I lost my husband to covid. He was a patient transporter at the Brooklyn Hospital Center. My world and that of our kids and family have been changed forever. He is missed terribly and what I’d give to have him back again. This grief and heartbreak never ceases. I have realized that he’s not coming back! No one is coming to save me. This moment will happen over and over again. I lose him a hundred times a day. Not sure how I manage to carry on each day but I know I will find him again in our next life.
Love always your wife,
EB