When my beloved, Leigh, first graced my life with the blessing of his presence, I felt that I had finally come home after many moons in the wilderness. It was love at first sight. As this big bear of a man walked into my arms on that cold, crisp January day nearly four years ago, I knew I had found what I had been looking for all my life.
Leigh was not just my lover, my partner, my husband in all but name; he was my inspiration, my mentor, my confidante, my soulmate and my best friend. More than anyone else, he loved and nurtured me and made me believe in myself, while encouraging me to challenge myself and to strive to turn my dreams into reality.
Thanks to you, my beloved, I am more comfortable in myself than I had ever dreamed possible, and, for a girl who had never even been to school, am now doing a degree at university. I would not be the woman I am today if I had not met you. Thank you, my beloved, for blessing my life with your presence. Thank you for loving me and believing in me when I did not believe in myself. Thank you for giving me the wings to fly and for being the wind beneath my wings. And thank you, most of all, for being beautiful, beloved, irreplaceable YOU.
I will not say goodbye, love of my life, because you are coming home with me. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. You are the sunshine of my soul and the eternal song within my heart. Everything I do, my love, I do for you, to honour you for the joy and beauty you brought into my life, and into the lives of everyone privileged to have known you.
The tears I shed at your tragic passing will never quench the fire you set alight within my bosom. I love you to the moon and back. Forever and ever. My beloved. My hero. My guiding light in this world and the next. Sleep well, my sweetheart.
Snuggle into the warmth of my embrace and feel my tender kiss upon your lips. Be at peace, honeybun.
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