I was widowed just over 4 and a half years ago, but I`m not totally on my own, my disabled daughter lives with me, and her carers come several times a day. I also have 2 other daughters who call often, as does my eldest son when he can, but he has cancer and has been shielding until recently. My youngest son might as well live on another planet, we very rarely see him, although he does ring about once a month to see if we`re OK.
One thing that I find myself doing is thinking "I`ll ask David if he knows/remembers" then I realise that I can`t anymore, even after all this time I`m still doing that. The garage is still full of his tools and his fishing tackle, heaven knows when they`ll get sorted. And I still hate that there isn`t a man around at night, I hear every little sound after I go to bed.