Oh Luckygirl, I'm crying again just reading this thread. It comes and goes, this need to cry but some days are better than others.
Eight months into widowhood, trying to establish a life as "just me" instead of "us" but it isn't easy with so many things forbidden to us now.
Today is the 3rd anniversary of our permanent move to this house from another part of the country and we were full of plans and dreams for the life we intended to live here. I love the house, I love the area, but don't yet have any very close friends here; my real friends are scattered around the country or overseas, some in areas with local restrictions, so meeting is not easy and I long for the comfort of hugs.
We all have our own demons to wrestle as we walk our lonely road but it is good to be reminded that others are going through it, also. Love and cyber (((hugs))) to all of you.
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