Reflections of Love and Loss

Loss & Grief
Memory & Nostalgia
Love & Relationships
Grandma Stella reflects on the enduring love for her late husband Peter and the pain of realizing his absence.
Author

Stella Tawfik-Cooperman

Published

May 1, 2018

A thousand words won’t bring you back, I know, because I tried. Neither will a thousand tears; I know, because I cried. Kily Dunbar

Even though death has ripped us apart, You will always be embedded Deep within my heart.

My beloved husband, my Peter,

I didn’t fall in love with you, l walked into love with you with my eyes wide open; choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but l also believe we are fated to do the things that we would choose anyway. And I would choose you in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds; in any version of reality. I would find you and choose you always. Anonymous

As l sat looking out the window, a man walked by. He was wearing a white cap and a grey fleecy jacket. For a second my heart leaped with joy. ‘Peter!’ I thought, then l looked at myself. I was wearing his grey fleecy jacket. Peter is no more, no more…