After our Taiwan trip... there certainly was a lot to do to clear up and settle. But no, wave after wave of grief struck, relentlessly. Every time I woke up, I immediately thought of him and how he was no longer in his bed. Every time I stabilised a while, all too soon I would be hit afresh with the realisation that there was now a void in my life where hubby once was. After over 20 years of being together, there was nowhere I could find peace from the pain of losing him. Every location, every object held reminders that he was once there, and that now he is not, and that he never will be there again.
SE took these pictures of his place at our dinner table. She said she wanted to remember how it was.
The first chair was hubby's
Snacks and stuff still where he left them
Honestly I was surprised by how unbearable, how unthinkable, how awful losing hubby would feel. And many times I wonder how I can carry on from here.
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