186 Miles

My husband died. Just… gone. How is it possible that he was just here and then, in a flash, not? I had to move on eventually, right? I just wasn’t thinking it would happen this soon.
Why did I have to meet him? This stranger who made things less… strange. This man who made life a little more bearable.
How was I supposed to deal with my mother? My sister? My husband’s parents?
The pressure from the outside world would be great. The pressure I put on myself? Far greater.
I wanted to push him away. I wanted to.
I just… couldn’t.