My wife died of cancer in April. For the past four months,it's just been me and my son. I don't know what I would do without her. She's my reason to live. We both miss my wife so much.

Today,I was rummaging through some drawers in the bedroom and I found a diary. The handwriting inside is definitely my wife's, but didn't write very much. The few entries she did make are very strange.

I flew to the end to see what she was wrote before she died. This was what she wrote.

02/15: my life with you has just begun.

02/21: I was made to be with you.

03/12: death cannot separate us.

04/13: I will never let you go.

04/21: I don't have much time.

05/06: Do you understand?

I keep reading it over and over again,but I can't figure out what she was trying to tell me.