Getting along the best I can at the moment. I have an appointment with my regular doctor tomorrow to determine whether I should see a psychologist or psychiatrist for my depression.
I know that you aren't here in the physical sense, but by reading my little notes to you, you'll know what I'm going through every day. I also know that you're watching over me, and I thank you so much for that.
One day, we'll be together again, whether anyone likes it or not. I love you so much. My love for you is like fine wine, grows stronger and stronger with each passing day.

Here I am again sweetheart. You know that a day does not go by without having you on my mind. I know the rest of the family is busy with their lives and feel they may not have the time to add a tribute to you, but, just know that I am always here for you. I make the time.
I'm also going to be getting some help for my depression. I've tried doing it alone and it isn't working.
But, I do know, that just the thought of you being here brings me some comfort. Oh, honey, I love you so much, and am lost without you here.

As usual, not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I know that one day we'll be together again, holding hands and walking like we used to do.
As I always say in that poem to you. If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I would climb those stairs to Heaven and bring you home again.
I love you so much.

Yesterday was an extremely sad day for me. I did nothing but mope around the house most of the day thinking of you. I cried a lot, and miss you so much. Connie took me out yesterday for a while and I felt better. Every day I feel your presence in this house and it brings me comfort knowing you are still here with me, perhaps not in the literal sense, but in the spiritual sense.
Whenever I see some of the knick knacks moved, I know you were here. You know how fussy I am. When something is moved, I know it.
Thank you my darling for still taking care of me in your own way. I love and miss you so much.