It is still very early for me, 10 weeks. So, I don't expect to get through any of the stages of grieving for sometime in the future. But, denial is a really strange part of this. I still don't feel like this has really happened. I still expect she can come back somehow. I know in my mind that she is gone, I suppose I just can't accept it. Maybe this is a natural response to protect ourselves, but it is a part of it that I do not like. It's as if I still have hope, that I will see her again. I go to the cemetary often, sit with her, and talk and cry. Then later, it's as though I forget where she is. I feel like she could walk through the door. It makes me feel crazy!