By this time today I would usually see Louise making breakfast before I head out to work but instead of seeing her I spotted an empty kitchen. The house looked like it did when we first moved in but instead of making new memories there was the past I saw. I didnt want to be in the house but I also didnt want to leave only to come back to an empty house. That morning I went to work anyway, I followed a routine of seeing the same faces everyday but instead of a good morning everyone just looked at me and nodded. I figured they didnt want to upset me by whishing me a good morning when it hadnt been. I managed to get my work done today, but after I did work at the office I found that going home to a wife was another job that never ended. The job ended with Louise death and as much as I want to forget about her I cant because other people wont. They feel sorry for me because my wife died and I am now a man who has to do for himself. Maybe people only feel sorry for me because they can see that Im sad, but I dont understand the reason why i’m so hurt by my wifes death. Louise may have meant more than me than I thought and everyone knows it except
By this time today I would usually see Louise making breakfast before I head out to work but instead of seeing her I spotted an empty kitchen. The house looked like it did when we first moved in but instead of making new memories there was the past I saw. I didnt want to be in the house but I also didnt want to leave only to come back to an empty house. That morning I went to work anyway, I followed a routine of seeing the same faces everyday but instead of a good morning everyone just looked at me and nodded. I figured they didnt want to upset me by whishing me a good morning when it hadnt been. I managed to get my work done today, but after I did work at the office I found that going home to a wife was another job that never ended. The job ended with Louise death and as much as I want to forget about her I cant because other people wont. They feel sorry for me because my wife died and I am now a man who has to do for himself. Maybe people only feel sorry for me because they can see that Im sad, but I dont understand the reason why i’m so hurt by my wifes death. Louise may have meant more than me than I thought and everyone knows it except