45 years ago, my Father told me, "Beware the Ides of March!"
It was the day I got Married to my Girlfriend. I miss her. It's been almost 3 years since she lost her battle with cancer. Together, we went through a lot. Financial troubles. Raising two kids (the teenage years were the worst). Empty Nest Syndrome. Her COPD. And then the cancer.
Now, this is one of the few nights a year that I'll be getting drunk. If I had some Cannabis, I would smoke that, too. It's the only thing that can drown out the pain.
I lost my wife without loosing my wife, she was physically disabled and I supported her through 10 years of breast cancer after which she decided she wanted a different life and to be on her own and do what she wanted when she wanted without having to consider me. 27 years of marriage gone just like that. At the end of the day it meant nothing to her.