Huh?? You better believe it! Friday night was always my favorite with thoughts of a jam packed weekend to look forward to after a long week of work. Now...not so much. Actually, it's the night I feel the loss the most I believe. Saturday mornings were always filled with a big breakfast and plans for the day. That's prob my second worst day. But, it is what it is and somehow we have to cope. Right? Everyone here tells me that it will get easier so I'm relying on their experience.
Hang in there. We will all get through this together!
Darcie

I am sorry for the added pain Fridays bring you, Gary. For me each day brings unique hurt. The missing and longing are always present. There are things everyday that bring the sharp, stabbing pain of grief slamming into my heart. At least weekends I can expect my little grandsons to bring love, laughter, and lots of hugs into this grim and lonely house.

My hope is time will dull the sharp edges of our pain and that week to week, year to year we are able to find increasing joy in life. Hugs to you. Bailey

Fridays are hard for many of us, because the weekends were when we spent the most time with our spouses, had time to relax and do fun things. We can still do things with friends or family, but it's not the same. Also, many weekends there aren't a lot of people here on this site. But don't let that keep you from posting. Someone will be here for you.

Peace and strength to you,
Linda

Fridays are the worst for me. I always looked forward to Friday that was our date night. Even I it was in his semi we was always together. Friday being the day he passed away makes it even harder.

Fridays and then I feel it again strong on Sundays,, it's like I reflect on Sunday's what I did over the weekend, and even if I spend it with family or friends, I am so disappointed because it is another weekend we did not spend together. I don't feel fulfilled on Sunday eves. Just reminds me I have to start the week over again without him.

Absolutely Garry. I used to look forward to Fridays so much, and now everything is different. So sorry for your pain.

In the early days after losing my husband Friday was an exceptional bad day for me and my daughter. My husband died on a Friday, just two days before Father's Day. The day devastated us for a long time, reliving the loss. We knew the end was near, but that doesn't prepare us for the end. I constantly thought he was leaving us, but not today. I remember telling the hospice social worker if only we could have had one more day, one more cup of coffee.
It doesn't change quickly, but it does change. I've been on this road for many years. Don left us in 2007. I have a new life, built by me and for me. That doesn't mean I have forgotten any of our life together or that I don't have times of wishing he was here. It does mean that I have learned to live once again. Sharon

Yes, Friday is bad for me too. It's the day that I found my husband dead.....one month today.

I'm sorry for your loss Garry and I'm glad you found this sight. It's been 7 mo. for me yesterday. Everyday was a bad day for me. I couldn't wait tell bed time so I could take something to go to sleep; Now I have to make myself go to bed because I am up and busy. My husband died on my birthday so maybe when that comes it could be hard. I've worked very hard to get to where I am today and it hasn't been easy. I made up my mind that I was going to lay low for a year and I'm sticking to that. Things do get better if you want them to. Baby steps, but take the steps. Again I'm sorry for your loss and I don't take those words lightly. Valerie

Friday nights are the worst for me, sean would get home about 7pm, and we would have him until he had to leave for work early monday morning. Now mondays are somewhat hard, because with two girls, chores etc.. that seems to be the day that my grief wants to come out, and I usually cry alot monday morning. Friday nights are still very difficult for me, so I try to stay busy, or think of a good memory of us being together. hugs carla

Fridays are horrible for me....both of my parents and my Ben died on Fridays

Yes Friday's are bad. I hate the weekends because we always enjoyed each other's company on the weekend and did special things. My husband passed on a Sunday, so Sunday's are especially hard for me.

Hi, Garry - Like you, I used to really look forward to Fridays. Now I often dread them. The day after Thanksgiving was harder for me than Thanksgiving itself. My beloved would have been off and we would have had some quality time over coffee before he started on the Christmas lights.
Yeah, Fridays are the start of a long stretch of lonely.

Since David retired the end of July and I had every other weekend off. It was our time - but then also he passed away on a Saturday. So I'm usually more functional Sunday night thru Thur and then downward spiral Thursday night through Sunday night! So you are not alone in this. I figured I'd had another 10 to 20 years with my love even though he is 62 and I'm 46. I never imagined in a million years he'd be taken from me this soon! We'd had so many plans! I still feel like he's here with me. I have nightmares that he's calling to me that he's not gone and to find him. I wake up and see his Urn next to the side of my bed with his picture on it or not!

my husband worked on weekends, so fridays did not start "our weekend time together".
I suppose we all have different worst days. he died very early saturday morning.
but sundays were were always together at church. so sundays are hard for me.
Every day is hard.