6 months and still going strong!
by M Mack
I think the six month time of grief is worse for me than before. I'm not numb anymore. I move along doing what I need to do. I'm social with coworker, pleasant with family. Yet, every moment of the day I'm thinking about him.
It's as though he were next me as I work, drive, shop, empty the dish washer, cook anything. He is more in my life now than ever before! I hold his favorite shirt, read his cards to me, even have a worn sock for comfort. Anything and everything is associated with that man. Memories are almost alive. Does this make sense to act this way? I wish I had more closure but I can't do it. His heart lives in me and I don't think it will ever die. So for now, I'll hang out with him since I'm not ready to let go.