2 weeks until the five year anniversary of my wife's death
In two weeks, the 2nd of May will come. It is the very day on which my wife died after suffering pain and misery for three years because of the horrible brain cancer. I felt like dying all the time after my wife died and did not know how I would go through all the years in front of me as a widower with two sons. Now my two boys have grown up so much. My first boy is in his early twenties and second boy is in his late year of high schoool. They were just little kids when my wife got the cancer. Time is amazing thing. It blunts edges of the most acute pain and misery. Life just goes on no matter how wretched and lonely I feel when I am alone. Another five years will pass and then I will become 56 years old man. After several rounds of the five-year period, I will be really old man and eventually die. There is nothing more certain than this inevitable passage of time and eventual end of my life. I will forget about all the follies and absurdity of this life and move on to the next