High school sweetheart, girlfriend, fiancé, wife, young widow; all in a span of 14 years. I am my husband's memory keeper.
Monday, September 11, 2017
Missing You
Golden Hour is a period shortly after sunrise or before sunset during which daylight is redder and softer than when the Sun is higher in the sky.
I had this when I had you. You were my golden hour. I don't know how I managed to live without you for the last two months. I miss you. Why can't you just come back?
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