Widows & Widowers Support Group
This community is dedicated to those who have lost a husband, wife, or partner. Anything is open for discussion here, with the hope that we can focus on grief, bereavement, life after loss, and continuing on after a great loss.

I lost Cliff November 2007 to a heart attack; I was 50, he was 55. I joined Daily Strength shortly after that, and eventually became friends with a widower here. After we were both beyond the one year mark, we became more than friends, and we married in 2010. My life looks nothing like it did before Cliff died, but I am generally happy.
I love both my husbands. Just as I love both my sons. Loving one does not preclude me from loving the other. They are very different people. I don't think I could ever have got together with another man who wasn't a widower -- the understanding of the depth of feeling, suffering, and all the other things we go through would never be understood by someone who hadn't walked this path, and my new husband and I walked it together.
Cliff and I discussed the "what if" scenario several times, as we had buried all 4 of our parents before he died, so the subject came up. We agreed that whoever was left behind should grieve for a reasonable time and then if possible find someone to share their life with, and hopefully someone that would love and help our sons (our boys are both on the autism spectrum). When you love someone, you want them to be happy, loved, taken care of, etc. You don't want them to be miserable. So while I never thought it possible for me to love again, and I was definitely not looking, it found me. Love is like that sometimes.
I also know it would not honor Cliff's memory to have his legacy be that his death destroyed me. It just wouldn't. It would be against everything he stood for and believed. He wanted to make my life better, not ruin it.
In case you're wondering about the 'wait a year' advice, it's two-fold protection. One, it takes a year at least to start to get your head together, and two, for the ladies, it was originally to pass any possible pregnancy periods. That second one doesn't generally apply anymore, but in the old days it did. At least we've come a little farther than that....
Not everyone needs a new romantic relationship to feel fulfilled. I have been here over 10 years, and I have seen every version of new life after loss. Sometimes it's a new partner, sometimes it's finding your new calling, sometimes it's caring for grandkids - everyone is different. There is no right way or wrong way, just what's right or wrong for you.
It's probably still too soon for you to find your answers on this topic. That's okay, too.
There is a member-led group here where some of this is discussed more fully and wihtout upsetting some of those who are very new on this board. You may wish to check it out. It's called "Hopeful Hearts - Livinf Again After the Loss" and you will find it here:
https://www.dailystrength.org/group/hopeful-hearts-living-again-after-the-loss
I hope this helps.
Love and Hugs,
Martha
That doesn't mean the love dies. I will never stop loving my husband.
Till death do us part.....yes, we part and one goes on still carrying the tremendous love in our broken heart that we have for our lost love.
But the fact is, we have parted...not our choice but just a horrifying fact of life.
So now what do you do? My love for my husband of 30 years, together 40, was just as deep as anyone here with a marriage and a love books are written about! But....death did part us...
About five months in, while in a very dark frame of mind...it hit me that I still wanted to live but not in total sorrow. He was lucky, he got to live the rest of his life out with me. Frankly, I’m thankful that he went first because he often said that that was his wish...nor would I want him to live through the sorrow of losing your spouse. I’ll take that burden and deal with it.
We are not doomed to unending loneliness, grief, and depression. It’s hits us all in different ways. You start on your belly slowly scratching your way along the surface. Sooner or later you will be able to get on to your knees and crawl along the path. At some point you will begin to stand however wobbly you may feel. You will stumble and catch yourself but stand more upright as time goes on. Eventually you will be able to lift your feet again and put 1 foot in front of the other attempting to stand tall walking towards every bit of light and hope that you can muster. It’s there....hope....just keep reaching for it. Glenda would want you to fight for it! You can do this!
Warm thoughts for strength and courage....
Darcie
Love and Hugs,
Martha