Changing sheets or not, I give everyone of you credit. I cannot sleep in my master bedroom yet and it has been 14 months. I sleep in one of our spare bedrooms & even there I have such a hard time sleeping. My nights are the worse. CHERI

It's not just making the bed that bothers me. I still have issues sleeping more than 4 hours. I take sleep aids until I am so tired I literally crawl into bed. His pillows still have the original cases on them and I spray his cologne on them so I can smell him as I fall asleep. I am only about a month out but the nights seem the longest. I have found that if I let our Brittany Spaniel on the bed I sleep the best. She lays on his side and I can hear her breath, smell him, and have comfort from the warmth she radiates. Yes, I am breaking the rules but right now it helps. Also, the bed isn't cold on his side when I make it :)

Yes I do have trouble changing the sheets sometimes wonder why not just turn them side to side as her side is never used. Just kidding about that but it is sad to have the beddig on her side never out of place. So empty!! Dave

Count me in. My husband used to love the smell of the sheets fresh from the clothesline. And when I left for work in the morning, I'd "tuck him in" like he was a two year old and then give him his kisses.
Like Mrs JRS, we'd make the bed together on Sat. and Sundays. Sometimes, that would evolve into a pillow fight!
Like Linda, I haven't yet changed the pillowcase on his special pillow. It no longer smells like him, like it did for several weeks, but I still haven't changed it. I often hug that pillow at night and (don't laugh) kiss it in the morning before I leave for work.

No laughing here. I have not changed the flannet pillow case that Pat used either. I am now back to using the flannels with winter coming on so things match again, but who cares about matching. I also kiss and hug his pillow, after 7 1/2 months it still has his good smell. Man, I'm having a rough couple of days. My brother was here from Dubai for his sons memorial, who was lost at sea in August, and he has gone home now. Just me and my dog.....again. Hugs, Wendy

Cliff was a military brat, so he was trained to make a bed like he was going to have to pass inspection - the sheet pulled tight enough to bounce a quarter off it - that sort of thing. I never have been able to do it as well as he did. I piled his side of the bed with pillows, too, as I kept reaching for him in my sleep and automatically waking up when I felt it empty. Old habits die hard... I never could sleep on his side.

I hope you feel better soon. Love and Hugs, Martha

I feel the same - my husband passed away on July 20 which is 3 and 1/2 months and it is so hard to wake up each morning and not have him there. I keep his pillows there and I still can not sleep on that side of the bed. I really understand how you feel.

Yes, I absolutely hate it! And because David used to help me make the bed every morning. I would just as soon leave it messy - who comes upstairs into our bedroom anyway? But for him it was a ritual and then when he got sick, it was something he could do, rather than think about all the things he could not do anymore.
It's been 4 months tomorrow - and I still cry every day too.
Hugs

Changing the sheets has not been an issue for me as much as his side of the bed being closest to the door and facing it everytime I walked in. It took my breath away for many many months. I can't tell you how many nights that stopped me from even sleeping in there.

I think my only saving grace regarding the sheets came from laughing each time I changed them even before he died. He had already gone to work and when I walked past his side I saw this brown mess on the sheets. I was furious that he would think to even leave a mess of that kind for me to clean up. Well turns out that particular warm summer night he fell asleep on the bag of chocolate chips. We(I) have laughed ever since.

I am sorry for your pain Pat.

I don't have anything that has his smell on them. His family came in and cleaned while he was in the hospital. They thought he would be coming home and didn't want him to see all the blood.
I have been used to sleeping by myself but when I was there for the funeral and all, I slept on his side. That way I didn't have to see an empty space.
Don't know how it will be when I get moved back there. Will take some getting used to I am sure. It will really sink in that he is gone when I am there daily. I am anxious to get there though. I hate not being able to go to the cemetery.

I pile the pillows on Scott's side. The sheets are old and ripped and we were going to get new sheets, but 11 months later, I am still sleeping on the same ones. (I do wash them!).

I journaled a lot after Ross died and wrote a lot of poetry. Here's something I wrote about our "sides" of the bed. Love and hugs to you, sweetie. Tami
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Good Night, John Boy

Id say goodnight, but I dont say those words anymore.
Youre not here, so who would hear them?
The Waltons is off the air. Only re-runs now.

You know how we always had our sides of the bed?
You decided that from the start. That imaginary line down the center.
Stay on your side.
Somehow I usually managed to sneak across that line,
Mostly when you were sleeping.
Just to feel your warmth, to touch your skin.
How I loved those nights I slept cradled in your arms,
Cheek to cheek,
Breath upon breath.

I dont sleep on my side anymore.
Ill NEVER sleep on yours.
Well, truth be told, I dont sleep much at all anymore.
I lie alone in the middle of our bed
Hoping sleep will come searching for me.

I had this illusion that lying in the middle of the bed
Would somehow make it seem less empty.
But it was just that an illusion.

Everythings empty without you.