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wizmo 
Though this would be a minor thing to most people, going for my first job interview after
being a housewife for 37 years, was one of the hardest things I have had to do in a long, long time. My nerves were so on edge and since it is only 3 months since I lost Rich, I didn't think my body would ever settle down.
The worst part of all was coming home....Granted, this is only a part-time position (for now),
but as I drove home, I felt like I just could not wait to tell my best friend and sweetheart, all about my experience. But, as it has been in the last three months, I opened the door to a completely empty and quiet apartment. I began to cry and sob so hard!! I needed Rich to calm me down and tell me not worry if I don't get the job, that there will be another, but instead I had to go have a one-way conversation with his picture. So, so, so HORRIBLE!!
All the work I have ever done has been from my own home. Rich had his own very small trucking business and I did the "office work". We have had to end that business now, so my work and that of my fan club, has literally gone out the window!
I am totally 'on my own' when it comes to trying to get a job which I have to have now in order to simply survive. Knowing how much all of this would hurt Rich if he knew, doesn't make the situation any easier.
I am praying that this job can work out because at least it would be a start, but the lonliness and tears are proving to be completely unbearable!! And I can never, ever come home to the comforting arms of my "Baby".
