A Love That Endures

Grandma Stella shares a poignant collection of poems and personal reflections on the enduring love she holds for her late husband, Peter, and the profound grief she experiences in his absence.

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, I 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 I 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 I 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 I looked at myself. I was wearing his grey fleecy jacket. Peter is no more, no more…