Hard Times

Sep 17, 2010

It's been two weeks since I buried my husband. In that time I have found myself starting to say something to him only to realize he's not there anymore. I often look at the couch and think I see his form sitting there. My marriage was over a long time ago as far as the context of a marriage goes, but I still loved him as a friend. He was my best friend. We spent 25 years together with a lot of bad times and a lot of good times. I knew this was coming with his illness but I am having a real hard time dealing with the loss. I never thought in a million years that it would be this hard. I'm trying my best to stay strong for the boys and to take care of them and myself. I find myself wanting to drown my sorrows in a bottle quite often and I know that is not the answer. But it does help ease the pain for a short period of time. The emotions I am going thru sky rocket from helplessness to lonelyness to feelings of guilt to just plain pain. I'm sorry if I am not too talkative these days, please understand it is not you people, it's me dealing with all this. I am truely greatful to each and everyone that I have met here that has given me support and words of comfort.

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