7 weeks................................

In seven weeks my whole life changed I lost so much the day my darling husband passed away, but haven't we all?

All of you reading this know how I feel; sometimes so sad it physically hurts, so confused because until 2 days ago I really believed he was coming back home that he had gone out and would be back soon. Wishing I could just talk to him for a few moments , asking myself silly questions like "which number do I call to reach your sweetheart?"

In seven weeks the whole world has changed and so has mine. I hate the fact that I am now a w***ow sorry I can't bring myself to type or even say that word as I hate it and I hate even more that I am no longer married.
Like so many I answer the phone, which doesn't ring as much these days, and say "oh right now in this moment I'm ok" Should I be lucky enough that I get a visitor I enjoy their company but as soon as they have gone I cry uncontrollably feeling how empty this house is!

I have just received a poem from my cousin who lost her hubby when she was in her 20's and I would like to share it with you all. So take care and remember.... one step ,one breath one day at a time!

Feel no guilt in laughter
He knows how much you care
Feel no sorrow in a smile
That he's not here to share.

...You cannot grieve forever
He would not want you to
He'd hope that you would carry on
The way you always do.

So talk about the good times
And the ways you showed you cared
The days you spent together
All the happiness you shared.

Let the memories surround you
A word someone may say
Will suddenly recapture
A time, an hour, a day.

That brings him back as clearly
As though he were still here
And fills you with the feelings
That he is always near

For if you keep those memories
You will never be apart
And he will live forever
Locked safe within your heart