Three months of missing my wifey!
It’s been 3 months since my wife Achu left me for heavenly abode and it has been a very difficult 3 months. I am just penning my thoughts down on the whole grieving process and the traumatic 3 months. The post is a bit jumbled up but do bear with me. The initial few days, I was in so much shock and pain. I just couldn’t accept that I won’t be able to see, hear or touch you again. I really miss the way you used to call me “Eta” or when I used to call you Achukutty you would reply “Enthoo”. Achu my love, I miss your beautiful smile and all the jokes you used to crack. I miss pampering you, our evening walks, where we used to hold hands and walk. You were my walking radio, always chattering away. Really miss talking to her and sharing all the things which happened during the day. Now when you realize that you can’t just pick up the phone and hear her voice, it’s too painful. We always used to hug or hold hands when going to sleep. And I used to tell her hugging a pillow is not the same a