4 years, 8 months, 5 days later
My Hubby left a void that affects every aspect of my being.
Acceptance was rough and very difficult.
My ears eyes mind knew he was gone and would not ever come back.
My heart my spirit my soul would not accept this.
When I lost him it was not only that one day but every day all over again.
Molding and creating this new me that I don't recognize anymore.
First it was learning to live without him and the resistance behind it.
Then actually living without him. *sigh
Not missing him less but missing him more with every passing day.
My non-widow friends have no idea what this is like.