David, it’s been a year now since you left, and not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. You were my rock, the steady hand that guided me through every up and down life threw our way. I still remember the first time we met. It was a chance encounter, but from that moment, I knew we were meant to be. You were my best friend, my partner in everything, and life feels so empty without you by my side.
The house feels so quiet now. I miss the sound of your laugh, the way you’d tease me when I got too serious, and the way you always knew how to make me smile, even on my worst days. We shared so much together—our dreams, our travels, and all the little moments in between that made life so full. It’s those moments that I miss the most, the simple things like sitting on the porch watching the sunset, holding hands without saying a word.
When you got sick, we both tried to stay hopeful. I couldn’t imagine a world where you weren’t in it, and even now, I struggle to accept that you’re really gone. You fought so hard, and even in those last days, you were more concerned about me than yourself. You were always selfless like that, always putting others first. It was one of the many things I loved about you.
It’s been difficult learning how to navigate life without you. I find myself talking to you sometimes, imagining what you’d say or how you’d make me laugh. I miss your voice, your touch, and the feeling of safety I had when you were near. But I know you wouldn’t want me to be sad forever. You’d want me to keep living, to keep moving forward, even though it’s hard.
The truth is, you’re still with me in so many ways. I see you in our children’s faces, in the memories we built, and in the person I’ve become because of your love. You made me stronger, and that strength is what keeps me going. I hope you know how much you meant to me, and how much I still care that you were here.
Thank you for being my everything, for making my life so full of love and laughter. I miss you more than words can say, but I’ll carry you in my heart forever.
— Grace, Australia
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