My Cheri Amour

This is a heartbreaking love story, but it's still a true love story. In January of 2013, I discovered papers, journals, diaries, pictures, cards and letters I had never seen before, in several boxes, at the top of my wife's closet and it brought forth a spring of emotions.However, it did remind me of what true love really is. We all wish we could 'quantum leap' back in time and make changes that might have had a better outcome that didn't lead to so many regrets, but love has many faces. Not a day goes by that I haven't shed a tear for Cheri as I have observed her daily decline. Every morning I wake up to face the reality of her unavoidable demise. The love I have for her has been immeasurable and losing her was unbearable. Love is a roller coaster speeding through happy days and tragic ones as well. This story was a spontaneous writing I had no intentions of pursuing, yet I was inspired to share, due to the emotional state I was pulled into after finding 'The Boxes'. And part of what I found was that the only way to understand a love story is to share it.