3 years without my husband and the absence of companionship is the One Thing that gets worse with time.!
I believe that is because the lonesomeness accumulates as time builds up. It does not improve when you add together all the days and months and years. Indeed, God said "It is not good for man to be alone".. I don't want a M/F relationship with a new strange man, but would give one of my limbs in exchange for companionship, maybe a female friend who is single. I go to church alone and leave alone and come home alone to my wonderful dog. She is the only companion I have now. and I thank God for her but need human connectedness. We all do. This sucks. Lord bless you.

I know what you mean about Sundays, they seem to be the worse. My boyfriend of 8 years that passed away almost 10 months ago used to love watching movies. And I would watch them with him and make popcorn and other good food. I used to love to see him content and enjoying the different movies. Now I watch them alone and just cry most of the time, so depressing being alone. And if its a new good I hate that he is missing it. And I can't get thrown a bone with more work and all, because like you said think keeping busy is the key to not going crazy. This life is way too unfair and unjust!! And I'm so sorry about both your wives and Orly. I am usually a nice timid person, now I am a loose cannon. i do have road rage and take my anger out on any person who crosses my path wrong. I'm trying not to, but am just so frustrated, angry and hurt!!!! I hope you get your justice with that hospital and all, I can't imagine that, but have 2 friends that lost their mate through an infection from the hospital, so sorry, horrible!!

Red,
You're near a beach? I so envy you! Where I grew up, even as a young child I was able to walk to the Ocean anytime I wanted to.. It was my big, blue, wobbly comfort blanket. As an adult I used it as my soul's sanctuary. For me walking on an Ocean beach vanquishes all stress.
Now I'm essentially land-locked. I've tried to make myself believe that a Great Lake is just like the Ocean, but we all know it's just not.
I so wish I were where you are. I could use some Ocean Comfort these days. If I lived where you live I know how I'd be spending my Sundays.
Consider this,
What if you declared Sunday to be your day to walk along the shoreline, or in the woods, or anyplace that's worth walking through? Seasons and weather changes would keep the walk from becoming boring
If you think of them as Memorial Walks to honor the happy times you shared with your wife, I bet she'll be walking with you.
Take Back Sunday!
Power to the Red!

Sundays seem like family day. I try to make the most of it by walking a trail, along the lake, flea markets, estate sales, anything to take my mind over being lonely for my husband and our Sunday routine. Coffee on the patio, french toast, sitting quietly together, listening to nature, just being together. That is gone now and it's so very hard, so I just try to be busy. Volunteering for Make-a-Wish helps on Sundays, makes me feel good to raise money for Wish Kids.

Hi Red, If they have a coffee social after service, it will help to attend even if you are alone , you will be welcomed. Sundays are hard, but it helps if you make a plan. Go to Lunch , Home Depot , a movie. Any thing you do will be a start to carve out a life for you. Any of the above suggestions are good. Wishing you strength and peace. Hugs, Dolores

I can relate! Especially the part, "I go to church alone, leave alone, and come home alone." No one invites me to lunch either. Everyone just goes on with their happy lives as if this horrible event never happened.

Sundays were a total loss for me until I joined a Sunday morning coffee "meet up" group. One year and a bit later.... they are still my saving grace to get me through what used to be a dreaded day... Now it is the highlight of my week !!! I have met such great people !! I highly recommend to search out Meet up groups in your area. Mine is a 50 and up group, no marital status, open to all over 50.

I used to love Sunday! It was the best day of the week! We’d have coffee and make a big breakfast and talk about what we would or wouldn’t do that day. I miss those days! But I try my best to make it a good day, sometimes it works! Hoping every day gets better for all.