Our daughters were five and seven when my husband died, now we have grandchildren , when the first grandchild was born seventeen years after my husbands death I felt such raw grief again and our daughter holding her son for the first time said 'I wish Daddy was here to see him' . So I have found life goes on , you laugh again, you know happiness again but there are those times ,not frequent, when the raw grief flares.
So Paul, I suggest stop the guilt, tell your grandchild about her grandmother , ride the moments when grief suddenly visits, be joyful for the time you had together. I would choose the eight years with my husband and the forty years alone over never having the eight years with him . I am thankful for that time together
Be happy Paul
Why do hospitals, most of whom have large catchment areas, make accessing them so difficult?


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