my husband of 23 yrs ( he was only 48) died of a heart attack on Sept 9 while we were hiking in Alaska. We had no children, and although I have wonderful friends and family, I cannot find any comfort. I see him everywhere in our house. I keep thinking he's just away on business and will be back tomorrow....will I ever feel better? Will I ever lose this constant ache. Will I ever wake up and feel peace and hope?
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