I still can’t believe my wife is gone. What hurts the most is that, she knew it was coming.
About two weeks before her death, she became unusually quiet. She stopped picking unnecessary fights, started praying more, and was always deep in thought. One night, she told me she had a strange dream — that she was walking into a river wearing a white dress, smiling and waving back at us.
I laughed it off. “Shebi it’s just dream?” I told her. “Go back to sleep jare.” But then, she started to tell me that she. Click now to read the full details and get the complete picture!
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