a window on the world has closed
My husband passed away very suddenly four months ago this weekend. Some part of me is still looking for him to be on the hill behind the house, or coming down his studio steps, or in the chair in the back yard. I go and sit in those places and try to be with him. I feel like the dog who has lost his best friend and sits by the window waiting for him, even though the rational part of my mind knows what he is gone. I know that I can't see him or hear him with my senses anymore, only with my heart and my mind, but I still look for him everywhere. Does this happen to other people?