It's been two weeks since my husband died. I read so much heart break here, down to the soul pain. I am still at peace. The moment he died I felt all was forgiven both ways and at peace. As I was picking up his ashes I received a call my father was having brain surgery for a tumor, 12 hours away. His melanoma had spread. I felt like my husband was holding me telling me he had my back. He was not a good friend, husband or father. It was all about him. Then he got sick and was very difficult. I would never describe his behavior in glowing terms. Yet now I FEEL the young man I married 42 yrs ago today, is being a loving, caring spouse. I don't understand. Any thoughts are welcome.
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