I have been going to a grief share support group at my church. It has been almost 4 months since my husband/best friend died. I started going to the group 4 weeks ago, I thought I was doing well until I went but I was then flooded with emotions. I believe I was probably keeping some stuff in. Once again I am doing a little better. Yesterday I was hit by an ambush of grief not sure what set it off, but thru the support group I was told this is a new normal and it will happen. There is no time limit on grief. Take care.

I'm in my second year also and still have some bad days. I have read that the second year is harder than the first. I think so. Many hugs......

I can relate, its been 13 months for me, I thought I was through the worst part but for the last couple of weeks, I have been thinking about my husband just as much as when he first passed. My heart aches everyday, today I went into his studio (he was an artist), looking at his paintings, easel, the many pictures of subject matter that we took together, in various boxes all over his studio, his oils, brushes etc. just brought back again all of the memories, hopes and dreams that we once had for his career and our lives together, how we planned to move back to the coast that we loved so much, all gone.

Most likely, we will all have such emotions for many years to come, and I'm sure they will arise out of nowhere without any logical explanation. Grief does what grief wants to do. They call it the widow's dance. One step forward, two steps back. But as time progresses, you will come to see it as two steps forward, and one step back. That's how it was when I climbed the backside of Mt. St. Helens back in the late '80's. Like walking up one giant pile of gravel. It took 3 steps to progress two. But one day you'll reach the top. And then you will get to run down that mountain in a controlled slide on both feet through the same gravel. Only on the downward trek, you are the one in control of it all. And then that mountain in your life you will have conquered. But first, you've got to climb that mountain of grief all the way to the top. And once you get there, you will find the most beautiful view of life imaginable because one of the lessons you learned up to the top is the preciousness and sacredness of life itself. And we all will claim that mountain in the name of our departed loved one. Let their memory live within us forever. ~~~ Scottie

I know know that feeling. I promise you it will get better in time

I remember, so well, how I thought I was over the worst of it after my first year without my husband. I was so wrong. Just know you are not alone with your thoughts and emotions. Roxanne