Better

Someone, actually several someones, told me this week that it's going to get better.  I don't believe them.  I want nothing more than to hold her again.  I want to run my fingers through her hair.  To watch her chest rise and fall as she sleeps next to me.  To hear her voice again.  To look into her eyes and see the happiness that she felt looking at our son.  God, are you listening?  I MISS HER!!!!!