I have lost the ones who shared their love with me, the last was just before the wedding. One cancer, one complications then pneumonia, the last a massive stroke at too young an age. Still blame myself, especially for the last one. A few years back, when we first realized our love was strong something in the back of my head told me He would take this one too. Being kinda selfish and starving to be happy like so many I see around me, I pushed that feeling to the back of my mind. And I admit after a couple of years I got comfortable enough to think maybe - just this one time, I found the one to spend my life with. I was wrong. I blamed both myself for letting her get close enough for her to have this happen, and of course, God for taking another from me. I decided (once again) not to let that happen anymore and have stayed alone since then.
Now my (rhetorical) question, was He punishing me through them, or saving them from me? I have leaned towards the latter for the last year but don't know why.