Widows & Widowers Support Group
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I was writing in response to a thread about being lonely. I said I believed we had to adjust to this new life and it takes lots of time, at least for me it takes lots of time.
So I try to give advice and 20 min later I walk into the closet to hang a shirt and I see something of my husband's that I forgot about and break down.
I said on the thread, Hang On. And I find it's difficult for me to hang on just like anyone else.
I miss my husband and that is the loneliness I feel deep inside. A missing piece to my life's puzzle. The best piece of all in my puzzle.
Oh dear God, just how will we all go on from here when my own eyes have cried buckets and now I am suffering badly from dry eye. I think I must have used up too many tears.....I really don't know.
I enjoy our friends, family etc. But my home is now me and our animals that my husband loved. And his best horse he loved that he raised from a baby and totally trained himself.
How heavy I feel now inside. Now i'll see his picture on the wall and miss that handsome face and sparkling blue eyes. But mostly I miss his love and attention, his laughter and his wit. His talents and his love for me.
Just past one year and feels just as sad when I do feel sad, and just as hard when I remember his suffering.
I try not to go there but it's hard to control my thoughts.
Now I am ready to go outside and feed horses. That will take my mind off of my sadness and give me enjoyment again. It's a terrible ride, this loss of a beloved spouse.
Warm wishes to all of you.
So I try to give advice and 20 min later I walk into the closet to hang a shirt and I see something of my husband's that I forgot about and break down.
I said on the thread, Hang On. And I find it's difficult for me to hang on just like anyone else.
I miss my husband and that is the loneliness I feel deep inside. A missing piece to my life's puzzle. The best piece of all in my puzzle.
Oh dear God, just how will we all go on from here when my own eyes have cried buckets and now I am suffering badly from dry eye. I think I must have used up too many tears.....I really don't know.
I enjoy our friends, family etc. But my home is now me and our animals that my husband loved. And his best horse he loved that he raised from a baby and totally trained himself.
How heavy I feel now inside. Now i'll see his picture on the wall and miss that handsome face and sparkling blue eyes. But mostly I miss his love and attention, his laughter and his wit. His talents and his love for me.
Just past one year and feels just as sad when I do feel sad, and just as hard when I remember his suffering.
I try not to go there but it's hard to control my thoughts.
Now I am ready to go outside and feed horses. That will take my mind off of my sadness and give me enjoyment again. It's a terrible ride, this loss of a beloved spouse.
Warm wishes to all of you.
But, the sting of the loss of such a love can overwhelm my soul, at times as I can read it does to you, as well!
We MUST hang on, hang on to our memories and know; WE WERE THE LUCKY ONES!
Warmly,
Roz
With being one of the LUCKY ONES comes all those memories that can't be separated from our past. Seems llike everything I do, everywhere I go, everything I see just reminds me so of him and the horrendous loss. The no more memories made together just crushes me. I knew nothing else for so many years. Even when we weren't togeter we came home to share everything with. Just such a bottomless hole has been left behind. yes Roz, we must hang on, I need to be here to support my loved ones that were also left behind. How do we help them though when we can't seem to help ourselves? Hugs and Love and Hope for better days, Michele
I know our children are suffering too with the loss of their father and I try not to forget that.
But, not having him here for the upcoming holidays to smile at my cooking and him standing in the kitchen, not to help me, but to gobble up anything that doesn't have tin foil on it, with me scolding him like a child. And that twinkle in his eyes at the decorations......I miss his so!
Roz