Those memories invade our mind for a long time. I see them now as a time to feel the feelings as hard as it is. Feeling them helps to work through them and learn to release the tension. I had to smile at what I wrote, because hearing that back when everything was raw seemed ridiculous. Now I'm quoting the phrases that made no sense.

Let me just say that I am here for you and I understand your feelings. Sharon

I understand how you feel and can relate. It isn't the flashbacks that get me, but every change in season. Brings back memories of what we would be doing that particular time of year.

I relate so much. It was a year ago this week my husband came home from gym with pain. After considerable testing in the weeks that followed, it was a stage Iv cancer and he died in March. The flashbacks hit hard and all he went through over those nine months. I miss him every day.

I often can't sleep as I replay those awful 3 days over and over and think about what I should have done. The sleep issues are a little better, but not a lot.

Those flashbacks used to hit me quite relentlessly and were very painful. A grief facilitator in my support group explained it your mind, body and spirit doing work that still needs to be done in the grieving process. I am now at a point where they happen far less frequently but I did have to feel and experience them in order to deal with them. The hardest ones were the last week of my wife's life. Incredibly painful to relive. Wishing you peace. Gerald

It was difficult for me to stop the flashbacks in the beginning. It took a lot of therapy, ( i also had PTSD) but I hope sharing what I learned will help your flashbacks and also help alliepoo stop replaying it as well.
As hard as it is to talk about it out loud, I had to do this twice a week with the therapist. I completely broke down and fell apart every time, but she made me do this to help my brain put the missing pieces together. (I couldn't remember most of the night it happened and the flashbacks are your brains way of trying to make sense of it). After a few months of doing this, I still cried talking about that night, but the flashbacks stopped. I was able to control it and push the horror of that night aside with a happy memory.
If you don't have a therapist, family or close friend you are comfortable doing this with, she also had me writing everything down in a journal. I wrote as though I was talking to Wayne. This helped because he was the one person I was comfortable talking to. So describing that night to him even in writing, felt like I could still talk to him about it.
For a while he came to me in my dreams and i could actually talk about it.
I hope some of this is helpful to some of you. :-)