Husband died 12/23/14. I'm functioning but still feels like yesterday.
One of the most difficult things is that I don't have a safe place/person to just vent to about my sadness.
It is unfair to go to my sons all the time, my best friend doesn't know how to listen (she tries to analyze and fix things and drone on about what I should do) and I'm afraid that other family members are getting tired of hearing the same old thing.
I am still seeing a grief counselor once a month but sometimes I need more.
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An Irish band were doing a gig at a Dublin nightclub owned by their manager, Sam Frank. The gig was a great success and afterwards they all went out to dinner to celebrate. They didn't want to leave their instruments in the van for fear of theft so they decided to take them inside. The guitarist collected his guitar from the back of the van, the flautist picked up his flute, but the harpist...