A co-worker told me that the reason I cannot get over the death of my husband is because I have no friends. She is right that I have no friends. There is no one to call and say let's go have a cup of coffee or go to dinner. But what she doesn't understand is that I will never get over the death of my husband of 35 years. Roger was my only friend. We did everything together. All we wanted to do was grow old together. He was my life and now he is gone. I don't talk about him at work or really any place because I get that look from people. I want to talk about him. It makes me cry. But I love him so much. People who don't understand can be so cruel. I miss him so much the pain is unbearable. But there is really no one to talk to.