When Bill, my husband of 32 years, died suddenly on Feb 8th my life crumbled. I have been having fits of tears and time of quiet desperation. I am handicapped, I have MS, and he did allot of things for me. We lived in a 3 story walk up and I can't walk up those stairs anymore. I am staying at my sisters and will probably move in here. Sometimes I fear I am mourning the loss of my lfie as I knew it and not his death. I am so confused.
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