I do understand. Everything seems more complicated than ever when our heart is broken and we are alone. Just take it a day at a time. I hope you have a better day tomorrow. Sharon

Wishing you peace . . .

Just take it all a day at a time. if you think too far ahead, it can drive you bonkers. I had to see the attorney to update all trust documents today and needed to provide my husband's death certificate. Just feel like we always have to take a deep breath before we proceed. Many hugs.

I think I have been fortunate in this regard the funeral home filled out most papers that needed taken care of and contacted social security for me. I did have follow up calls over the next few days but it all went so smoothly (which added to the unreality of his death).
Now I feel like there should be things I need to do but have no idea what they would be or who I should contact

Dear Morning Glory -- You've done a very large number of "red tape" things in a very short time, all in the midst of this terrible grief. I think you should give yourself a pat on the back for all the progress you've already made, and pace yourself as things will continue to trickle in and be problematic, but take it slow if possible and again, give yourself credit for handling everything thus far.

Hi Kellie,
You are really accomplishing a lot!!
Please take it one day at a time, deep breaths!! Remember your'e not alone in this. There will always be things happening, which test us.
Your Avatar name, says it, "Morning Glory).... every day you blossom, to keep moving forward!,,,(BIT CORNY BUT I LIKE IT (lol) )
hugs......Sandra

I remember those first 6 weeks I felt like I was running a marathon. 401K, bank account, court, put cars in my name, mortgage. The to do list was neverending. Now at 4 months things are much more settled. More time to feel sad. The first warm day of spring I was so depressed. I was picturing my hubby cleaning the yard, opening the pool, cleaning our cars. Feeling much better now. Still go out with girlfriends as much as possible. My 13 year old daughter sleeps with me. She really enjoys it, however, she knows I have a hard time sleeping without her there.

MorningGlory . . all part of the process. I actually took comfort in getting things straightened out . . it gave me purpose beyond grief. Not saying it was easy, but it was a distraction. Unfortunately, I still don't have all straightened out as I'm in the throes of Probate Hell. But I did manage to get the utilities in my name, house insurance, credit cards cancelled (his) . . . because I'm not P.R. and still waiting for the court to rule, I'm simply left paying the bills without much benefit other than a roof over my head for now. Doesn't seem fair. Upkeeping the estate and not sure where it'll end up. Cars that can't be tagged because they were in his name only. I actually had to go buy another car in my name once I couldn't tag the other two! Jeez. What a conundrum. J was somewhat of a control freak and pretty much everything was in his name only. I was stupid, stupid, stupid in allowing this. I just assumed our Wills would take care of everything in the end. But at the end, three weeks before he died, he omitted me from the Will and left everything to our handyman/house keeper. WTF? It still makes me angry to think about. Sorry for rambling about me . . . your post was a reminder of all the red-tape I could have done without! Best wishes to you and keep it moving! xo, D

Oh, gosh, I know. Isn't it all overwhelming? It seemed that the first year was a time of continually having to do some legal thing or another. Sounds like you have accomplished a lot in a short time so be sure to give yourself a pat on the back!

You have gotten a lot of things done. It feels like it is never ending. Lisastp is right. You should congratulate yourself for what you are getting done. I found that making a list and trying to just get one thing done a day was good enough. It wasn't just the forms to fill out but having to say out loud on the phone to a perfect stranger that Jenn had passed away. That was exhausting. I have to say though, that now, almost 10 months later, it's not as tough. I can talk about Jenn dying without feeling so much overwhelming emotion. I can think about her without breaking down. It does get easier. Not necessarily better, but easier.