Today Fat Cyclist wrote (in regards to living life without his wife, Susan),

"It’s the distant future that gives me what feels like a panic attack. The future was something I thought I had figured out, at least generally, and I was really happy with that future. Now, though, I have no idea what the future looks like.

It’s like when I’ve written something I’m happy with, and then I lose the document without saving."

That hits me so hard. Husband, I hope you know how much I love you.