Disclaimer: I do not own any of this… I never did and never will. I am just merely borrowing it.

I had been so happy when I learned I was going to have a son. My wife was even happier with the fact she was going to be a mother.

Yet those days are gone. I no longer see the happiness or light that once possessed her lovely eyes and charming nature. It is as if she has become a hollow shell of the person that she once was no longer the woman I married.

And I watched helpless as this horrid transformation took place within her.

Since the day He decided to take our son, he slowly began to take her. I did not notice it at first. It came slowly like all things that brought pain. The passing of my mother. The passing of my son that I shall never truly know. And now, I am losing my wife slowly to grief. What has brought this upon her? Upon us?

And now, I wonder—nay, I question. Why has He let this happen to her? She has done nothing wrong. Why has He forsaken me in my time of need, when I desperately need guidance to help my wife through this troubling time?

I feel so powerless to stop it. What is a mortal man to do? What am I to do? I wish I could take away her pain. I wish I could make her happy again, like she used to be. Yet, I can do nothing. Hopelessness is all that remains of what used to be.

I have all ready lost my son. Please. Please, do not let me loose my wife, the only thing I have left.