Pete,
I always HATE!!! having to say this because at times, words seem so shallow, but I hope you know how truly sorry I am to hear that your fiance, Stacey, passed away almost two years ago. It SUCKS!!! My husband, Bob, died on April 11, 2021 at 3:45 a.m. By the time he died, he had a specialist for just about every body part. Although he was sick for many years, he was still able to enjoy life (the side effects from his cancer drugs were manageable) through the end of 2017. Around the beginning of 2015, I began helping him with his ADL's, but it wasn't until the beginning of 2018, when we moved out of state, that I had to become his full time caregiver. It was the most difficult!!!, the very hardest job, I ever had, but, and this is one of those really BIG!!! BUTS!!!, I would do it all over again. Bob was, and always will be, the one true love of my life... I miss him more than I can ever express in words... It SUCKS!!! (I seem to be stuck on SUCKS!!!) I need a tissue...
The 15th month anniversary of Bob's death is on July 11th. After (almost) 15 months, things have gotten easier for me, but although I don't want to be the picture of doom and gloom, I think the roller coaster of emotions you're experiencing, is here to stay... "Normal," given our circumstances. Life will always be so very bittersweet, a mix of happy and sad, as Robin describes it. Up until recently, I thought fully grieving would allow us to continue healing right up until the time I am reunited with Bob, you are reunited with Stacey, all of TGW are reunited with the one true love of their lives. Now I'm not so sure. I'm beginning to think I'm just getting used to living alone, feeling lonely, even when I'm with friends or family. It SUCKS!!!
I want to leave you on a more positive note. I knew from the very first time that I was able to laugh again, not one of those forced, fake laughs, but a REAL!!! laugh, that I was going to be okay, never the same, but okay. I don't remember exactly when this happened (suffering from foggy widow brain big time today), but gradually, over time, I began feeling a little better. I'm finally at the point where I can go out and have fun with a friend, but, and this is another one of those really BIG BUTS!!!, I still cry daily. However, unlike it was for almost the entire first year, I'm able to win more battles than I lose with Mr. Grief, sometimes kicking the F*CK!!! out of him, knocking him unconscious for awhile, allowing me to enjoy at least part of the day. Although it SUCKS!!!, I'll take bittersweet over the alternative any day!!!, TUTTAM!!! (Total Understatement To The Absolute Max)
You've already met many of my friends, TGW, our GIC "family." They've said everything I can think of, and have given you lots to think about, so stopping here (for now.) I'm so sorry you had to find us, but so glad you did. I don't know how I would have made it this far if it wasn't for TGW... Our GIC "family" has given me the strength to continue fighting Mr. Grief, and some of us who were thrown into this "new" life, a life that not one of us would have chosen, prior to me, have helped me realize that the world can still be a good place, full of new adventures... For the first time since Bob's death, instead of dreading the future, I'm looking forward to it.
Getting way off track, so backing up just a bit, welcome to TGW, our GIC family. I hope you will stick around, give us the chance to get to know you, and you the chance to get to know us.
Sending you lots of hugs and love, wishing you peace, all of us peace. DEB
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