This Sunday, Jan, 31st it will be one year since my husband Ron passed away. I still truthfully cannot believe he is gone and not ever coming home. I seldom cry anymore but I still have moments of sadness. I try to change my mood by listening to music or walking my dog. But I still come to this site for comfort. It breaks my heart when I read the messages from 'newbies". I am so sorry for your lost and oh how I know how you feel!!! But I wanted to share a "tool" that has worked for me. I know I don't have all the answers about how to live this new life of ours but if this can help only one person then what joy! For Holidays or a special occasion, I purposely plan on doing something fun that day. It helped give me something to look forward to instead of a day of dread. For example on what would have been his birthday, I made plans a week before hand to go out with a girlfriend to a special restaurant. For Christmas I invited a bunch of people for dinner. I was so busy I didn't have time to think of missing my Ron on such a special day. For our Wedding Anniversary, I went to a concert of my favorite singer. I was so excited and the concert was fantastic!! I love Burton Cummings and he didn't let me down! We have no choice but to move forward. We have to be kind to ourselves and love ourselves.. But if someone wants to tell me year number 2 will be much easier, I would greatly appreciate to hear that. Thanks for listening. Hope it helps someone. Love, Diane
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