The love of my life made a decision that changed me forever. She said to God, "You can't fire me... I quit" On June 30, 2007 she made one final act of selflessness and did what she thought was best for the family. She had been battling with pain and the pain meds for years and in the end, she doesn't hurt anymore. I am now trying to cope with the guilt of not being a better husband. The poetry reminds me of the hurts and emotions that each passing day is trying to numb. I don't want to forget what it felt like to lose her. I don't want the pain to leave me. I cling to it with all my might. Somehow I feel that if I forget it, then I am forgetting about her. Come What May.