460 days ago my life changed, probably forever. I have gone through so many emotions. I started with anger, then pity, then depression I now just kind of bounce between the 3. I daydream about him during the day and dream of him at night. Every decision I make I do with him in mind even buying a shirt or something. He says I need to live my life. Still as his wife but he wants me to still have fun and do things I enjoy but I feel guilty even if I just go to a restaurant that he enjoyed going to. When its family get togethers or events that we would have normally go to together all I can think of is I wish he was here or how much better it would be if he was here. I am lucky my husband dotes on me calls me daily and writes me emails all the time. He thanks me all the time for what I do for him, he tells me all the things I have wanted to hear for the 11.5 years we have been together. He doesn't accuse me of cheating like a lot of the inmates do. At visitation he looks at me like I invented all his favorite things. I don't know why I am even writing this but after 15 months I finally found somewhere I can talk to people who are going through the same thing I am. Most of the women I meet here in my town are part time prison wives.