I think the day the we spent the most with our spouses will be hard. I'm a nurse and I have a rotating schedule so its my days off that are harder. Since I did work every weekend except one weekend off a month. I think the day of the week that gets me is WED. It will be forever graved in my mind that's the day he died suddenly. I typically go to therapy on wed now.

Wed was a hard day for me for months. But it is getting easier that sometimes a wed will pass and then I won't even realize it was wed until its already thurs.

My therapist says if there was days that is harder ,do something to spend your time different then the way you use to.

whatever works and stick with it.

I tend to agree with you....My husband died on Sunday....my true day off.....

I wonder if others have the same issues?

I found certain days more difficult than others. For those with weekends off it's not unusual to miss him more because it was the day you spent together. For me it was mornings. He worked overnight and we would share this time before I went to work. Waking up alone was awful because he wasn't here.
You're right about putting one foot in front of another. We often referred to it as baby steps. Getting through the day and at times, getting through the moment is all we can do for now. Sharon

Weekends can be very lonely. When we both worked, our weekends were filled with doing stuff around the house, hanging with friends and church on Sunday mornings.

Now if I am alone on Saturday, I often find myself crying a bit. "Poor me" and I have to ask God to get me beyond that.

Al passed on a Sunday but Sunday for me continues to be church in the morning and oftentimes breakfast after with a friend.

I miss him every day.

Same here,,,it seem I can keep busy all weekdays but Weekends are just a black hole for meI find it is also my crying time and feel sorry for myself as I see all my couple friends doing and going places together.Perhaps if it wasn't for FB I wouldn't know what they were doing, but I like FB because my children are on it so its hard to not be on itOh Well,,,It's Sunday again,,hope it goes fast..

Like the old song said, 'Sundays will never be the same!'

Sundays were the WORST for me, especially the first year. My husband loved football - college & pro - and weekends were wall to wall ballgames. We went to church on Sunday, but the afternoons were me reading the paper and snoozing on the sofa, and Frank in his chair snoozing before, during and after football. When football was over, he enjoyed NAScAR races. I found Sunday afternoons unbearable for a while after his death. The first months of widowhood are really quite terrible, and we just have to be determined for life to get better as we get thru each day.

Your lack of focus, wandering thru the house trying to accomplish something bring back memories to all of us who have been there. My husband was ill with leukemia for 2 yrs. and I thought I was "prepared" for his death. WRONG. I learned that we are never prepared. I was totally shocked when nothing was accomplished, that I couldn't read a book for months, My heart aches for you, because I know how that "raw pain" feels. I lost Frank 7 yrs. ago, and the pain is much less - thankful to say. I will always miss his presence after being married for 50 yrs. Now on Sunday I go eat lunch with several other widows after church. That way, I'm not in the house as long. I never turn on football games - except when the N.O. Saints played in the Super Bowl. He was such a Saints fan, I wanted to see the game "for him."

DS is a good place to find encouragement and understanding. There are also good books on grief, if you feel like reading. If you have a friend who enjoys movies, perhaps she will go with you on a Sunday afternoon. Even going out for coffee will be a break from the emptiness of home right now.

Wishing you peaceful days - Doye

Mine is the Weekend. The two days of the week we were together completely.
Saturday nights were movie night. We'd rent a couple movies make a special snack sit in the dark like a movie house and enjoy. Our Date Night even atr 39 years together. Will be 5 yrs. On March 11th still hard.
Try to have my grandson 10yrs stay over or my Great-grandsons 5 and 7.
Rest of the week is same old same old

Yes, Sundays are the hardest. My husband passed on a Sunday... Hard to go to church alone, but now getting a bit easier. We also spent our weekends together, simple things -- run some errands together, see a movie, out to dinner, barbecue, so many lovely memories of just being together. Now most of the day, I am alone. Just take it all day at a time...

It's every night for me. I would look forward to coming home most of the time because she was there.

Now she's not.

I find myself wandering as well. I'm keeping up on the dishes and kitchen cleaning pretty well, my laundry is another story.

The house is straight, for the most part.

It's quiet. It's lonely. It's hard.

Morey started losing himself about 5 years before he actually died in 2013. I had a very long time to get used to him leaving. But, it doesn't make the loss any easier. In some ways it makes it even harder. Because, in body he was there with me but his mind, his beautiful, brilliant, wonderful, joyful, forgiving and loving mind was slowly dissipating from life.

He saw the flowers but didn't know what they were. He smelled the roses but couldn't distinguish them from a noodle. It was horrifically painful to watch.

So why are Sunday's so hard because they fell after Saturday and Morey hadn't a clue and I knew it was the day we married and spent so much time together, loving and sharing.

Roz

Been a while since I was here. I think of you all often, both new people, and old friends, hugs to you all.
Sunday was our one day when we knew we would have the entire day together. That Sunday morning in July, my first thought was, what a beautiful day. Sunshine, birds chirping.. Where would we take our walk together today. Then, the horror of finding Sharry had passed during the night, of an aneurism.
Time has eased some of the dread I would feel as the weekend approached. Summer is now my least favorite season, and July cannot pass quickly enough. You will slowly develope a new routine on Sunday, as well as holidays and other days that were special to the two of you. The sharpness, and frequency of the pain decreases, but never leaves completely, nor would we ever want it too. Gratitude, and memories that bring a smile, begin to ease the pain as we slowly adjust to the life that has been forced upon us. Take your time, and know that all you feel is normal for the trauma you are passing through. Time and tears will help you heal. My best to you and all those who are dealing with this worst of heartbreaks.

Thank you one and all for your perspectives, insight and comfort. It is always good to have others around you who have been there and done that....so to speak. I know it takes a lot to write your thoughts in this forum, and appreciate each and every one of you for your efforts.