My Spouse Of 30 Years Is Gone Leaving Me Alone

16 on New Years Eve. My parents gave me permission to go out with my older brother and his best friend. At midnight my brother's friend asked my brother for permission to kiss me. My brother told him if he kissed me he had to keep me.

That night I got kissed at midnight and my kisser took me home with him. He showed me the kitchen, and told me what he wanted for breakfast. And so began my new life with him.

In due time I presented him with a son, and a daughter. Over the next thirty years, I was then 46, he paid the bills and I kept the home. Then he was diagnosed with cancer and passed away after six months. Leaving me alone.

It's been two years, no one to kiss me, to hold me, to, well, take me. This New Years I will be alone, not that I will not have company, but I will be alone. I miss him.

In the most terrible way.