Their marriage was made neither in heaven nor hell more like in limbo and tumultuous it was and tested by tragedy but it survived all that and thirty years flew by like wildflowers.

Their marriage was made neither in heaven nor hell more like in limbo and tumultuous it was and tested by tragedy but it survived all that and thirty years flew by like wildflowers.
An elderly man lives alone in Upstate New York. An old friend halfway across the world sends him an email, acknowledging the man’s wife’s birthday. His wife died four days before Christmas.
Every night, four beers, three or four gins, brandy at bedtime, topped off with a Xanax. Trying to cope with life without your wife.
For thirty years you were my support and my strength. I would rely on you in the most mundane of matters. In a grocery store, I would call you on the mobile phone and ask you something stupid like,