My Sweet HoneyMoster

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I was in a relationship with a Canadian for 15 years. It doesn't matter to us that we are in a long distance relationship. He was 17 yrs older than me but it doesn't matter at all. He was feeling ill for quite long and I feel sad I can't look after him due to our distance from each other. We talked everyday till one day he called and told me he will probably die that day in his sleep. I was paranoid. He went to sleep. I waited for him to message me but I failed till it went 8-10hrs. I call his friend and he said he was worried too cause he kept calling him but he doesn't take his call. Till after an hour he called me and told me, that my Moster passed away. I was screaming and crying so loud in the middle of the night. I was alone. Till I decided to call my kids and told them what happened. They rushed home and comfort me. They made all efforts to comfort me, and I appreciate it so much. For so long time I always wish almost everyday and night before I go to sleep that he'd show up but to no avail. Till after more than a year, last Oct.28 that I went to my province and checked in at the hotel where he always wanted me to stay... I was sleeping and I feel a very tight and warm hugs. I was so happy he showed up and hugged me. I woke feeling the warmth of his hugs and only to realize it was the pillow I have at my back. I was crying. I called the manager that was my friend. He said...maybe he was so happy that you stayed in the hotel where he used to suggest, Ma'am. I still miss him till this very moment as I am writing this short story.