Chapter 50
WEDNESDAY ADDAMS WRITING (62 years since last entry)
It brings me great pain to write this on the saddest day of my life, I lost my beautiful wife, my beloved Enid.
After she passed I dressed her in her favourite pink skirt and jumper and brushed her hair how she preferred it. I wrapped around her head my now well worn black snood that she knitted for me, keeping her pink one to wear myself. I didn’t want her to be cold.
I personally prepared her body for burial, There was no chance I would let anyone else touch my dearest Enid, even after death.
I dug the grave myself, in Enid’s favourite place in our forest, unable to stop myself soaking the bottom of the pit with my tears, my beautiful wife unable to wipe them from my cheeks as she used to.
A small group of our friends came to say their last goodbyes. I couldn’t say goodbye, I just whispered “see you soon” to Enid as I carried her into the grave on my own. I did not mean I would kill myself - I do not wish for death. Enid taught me that life is too precious, and very much worth living even in the darkest times, which I now find myself in.
After everyone left I filled the grave in myself, patting the bare earth down in the same way I would tuck her in at night in our bed. I marked her final resting place with a traditional Addams headstone, which I carved myself.
I will build a stunning mausoleum in Enid’s name over her, to let the world know of our love, and will ensure pink and black plants and flowers grow forever around it. One day I will be interred beside her, finally back together on this earthly plane.
Enid - As I stood at your grave I felt you with me and my tears stopped. I realised I would see you again in the next world, and that's worth waiting another lifetime for. Until we meet again my love. xxxxxx
