My husband of twenty years died in his bed after a short but severe illness on May 5, 2009. It was just a few days before my birthday. Today, July 5, is his birthday. This is the second one that has passed since he has been gone. I don’t know why this one seems harder than the last one but it is. I have tried to move on over the past year and now am on the eve of the decision to sell his truck he loved so much. I don’t drive it but the thought of doing that tears me up since he loved it so much. I know I’ll cry when it drives away with a stranger at the wheel. It will be symbolic of me letting him go one more time. But I think I am ready to do it.
I understand so much of what you are saying...I can't sell my husband's vehicle, so it sits in the garage. It's even drive it nor can I sell it. So it just sits there. My husband's birthday is next week, and already all the emotions are coming back to me. It's so hard...to just find any kind of joy when so many people around me are having it but I'm not.
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My husband of 40 years died a year and a half ago and nothing seems to get easier. I too sold his truck that he loved and his new Miata that he only had for nine months. I sort of wish I had kept it (but really couldn't afford it) but it's done. Would like to build a new life, but still don't know how. The loneliness is most days pretty overwhelming. If this step feels right for you, then it is right.
