Yesterday would have been Malcolm's 65th b-day. I went to a National forest area that we used to hike, camp and picnick in for the first time in 13mos since his passing. It was bitter-sweet. I enjoyed all of it but, broke down crying 4 times as I miss him so much. After 13 mos I find myself very empty, sad, heartbroken. It has not improved at all for me. I do lots of activities but, doesn't stop the grief, sadness, and missing him extremely so, and oh.... the loneliness is tremendous.
I thought by this time I might do better but, am doing worse in some respects.I am planning on one-one grief couseling over phone and will hope it helps some.