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We're friends, not doctors, financial or legal professionals, and we're not "grief experts." But we are here, and we've been "there."

I'm feeling cranky, lonely, tired.

Then I realized it's April. 

Again.

That date is looming right around the corner.

Yes, that date.  The one that turned my whole world upside down.

How could it have been 7 years already?

It still feels like yesterday.

If I didn't know who I was after I lost you, I really don't know who I am now.

The word widow isn't so foreign to my lips.  But it's still uncomfortable.

I still say "our house" and talk about him like he's still living. 

And he is still alive.  

In my heart, in my head. Everywhere I go he's still with me. 

Always.

I miss you more than you would ever have imagined.

In spite of my ongoing sorrow I have friends who pull me through the darkness back into the light.

I'm very grateful for them.

They let me talk about him and keep him alive.

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