My dearest love
My husband died less than a week ago. He was the love of my life, my best friend, and the best man I ever knew. I have felt ripped, shattered, empty, and hopeless all in less than a week. Tomorrow is his memorial. I have never felt a grief like this. It is overwhelming. The future seems so pointless. I have only learned one lesson so far on how to cope. I can be angry and fall into the sink hole of misery, or I can be grateful. One way makes the hurts worse, the other brings in small glimpses of joy.