I always thought I would go before my wife.We had just remoulded the home we talked about growing old in together,traveling. I was getting ready to retire she had not worked in a while raising our three boys.This is her home she designed 99 percent of it and the part I designed I did it with her in mind.It only been five weeks I went back to work so I wouldn't be alone in this house. Ive given some of her every day clothes to goodwill but her nice clothes I want her sisters to look thru , I know they wont want any of them but I feel like I should let them decide. I Am lonely, friends and family might take my mind off her for a while but it also reminds me. She was 56 too young.I still have projects to do to finish the house but what for. me? I some time imagine working now for a few more years to fill the void. I know it will take time but right now every day seems the same as the day she died. Its hard for me to talk about to someone who was close to us with out getting emotional and crying doesn't help I still feel the same afterwards.Why?