vzandt
Senior member
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2011
- Messages
- 582
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 04/2010
- Country
- US
- State
- N.H.
- City
- Noneknown
I hit the two year mark in January. His clothes are still in the closet. His watches still on the dresser. The boys took his guns..his movies...his tools. But the everyday things are still here. I'm alone most of the time. And most of the time I'm okey with it. One son comes and has lunch with me every weekday..either at work, or at home. Wherever I am..he has lunch with me. His first baby is due in April. Bittersweet for sure. One son just bought his first house. I'm sad not being able to share with him. It's hard. It's hard living with someone for thirty nine years and then not. I have just started laughing again. The gloom isn't as obvious as it was. I still have very bad days....but they are just very bad days now..not a very bad life. My joy will come back. That's what I want. I want joy back.