Their are good days

I enjoyed the weekend with my kids, felt happy, alive, not overwhelmed with my feelings, anxious and broken.  I miss him and love him more than anything but I have to keep on living my life, enjoying my life.  Knowing that I can have fun without him by my side.  Every day wont be like that but I'll enjoy it while I can.  Not having this overwhelming feeling of dread and sadness makes me feel good.