I know just how you feel. Yesterday the crying wouldn't stop and by the time I got home I cried myself to sleep and didn't wake up for hours. I felt like I had been beat up or fallen down stairs. I know from people who have dealing with it longer that these experiences do start coming farther apart. In the meantime give yourself as much time to get through it as you need

Yes its often sad when we have these experiences. I try to think happy thoughts or funny things that maybe were associated with whatever the reminder is. But I too have many times when I cry & just can't stop. Or if I am trying to do something & it goes wrong, I will just sit there and cry because once again it is something that I feel I need my husband to do. My heart goes out to you. You are so young to have to go thru this pain. I'm so sorry for your loss.

The counselors in my hospice group told us that everyone knows that grief is emotionally draining but few know just how physically painful and exhausting it is, too. Those few - those who are experiencing/have experienced it - can verify the truth of this comment. That's why this group works so well - we all know, personally, just what a poster is talking about when he/she shares his/her feelings.

And part of the grief process is just as you describe: the euphoria of the remembering of the good times; then the crash back into the abyss, remembering that they are gone. Slowly, the tears come less often and with less intensity.

We understand.

Hugs,

Terry

I've had one of those days today. Even the smallest thing hurts - the soup and oats and sultanas and tinned fish in the pantry that were all his favourites and bought for him - how can packets of food cause physical pain? It's been like heavy weights being piled on all day and it's so, so exhausting to carry around, isn't it? Extremes in seconds - yes, I understand totally.

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I totally understand. My husband died 11weeks ago and the gut wrenching pain I feel is indescribable. People seem to want to help but they don't know what to say. They really only need to listen and say if you need me I'm here for you.

My husband of 31yrs passed away in March from a short battle with pancreatic cancer. He was only 53. My emotional state is fragile at best and the wierdest things trigger a melt down. I am so glad to have found this site. It helps to know I'm not alone. We need to be gentle with ourselves and know that everything we're feeling is normal.

I also had lots of crying yesterday. it all just hurts. Doing lots of volunteer hours, reading, attend support group meetings and just trying to do the footwork. I cleaned out the freezer this morning and pantry. More sad memories because my husband could not eat a thing the last months of his life due to cancer complications and had a feeding tube. This strong man who enjoyed a healthy lifestyle -- well tears are falling. he is at peace now. rest in peace my love.

Mine is kind of opposite....I live in a house that was pretty much remodeled by Michael. All the floors are tiled, the bathroom is tiled theres a stockade fence out back and a new porch in front along with some new windows throughout. All of this is a constant reminder of my Honey. This along with tools and other "stuff" in every drawer in my house...screws, cell phones, fuses...you name it , it's there. He never wanted to throw stuff away in case he might need it but he never put it in a proper place...hence, everywhere .
I have become accustomed to all this "stuff" and for the most part it doesn't bother me.
Except the pencil stub that I found in a drawer last week. For some reason that 2" piece of wood breaks my heart . I haven't been able to put it away, it sits on the end table by the sofa . I hold it sometimes while I'm watching TV in the evenings. I don't understand it...I don't try...I just hold his pencil and wish he were home.