It's been 5 years since my old husband, Richard, passed away during the lockdown. He died of heart disease officially, although contracted Covid-19 prior (from me
). I have mostly been able to cope with it, but my best friend died soon after in June 2023. She was the light of my life, able to help me through the death of my soulmate. I live alone in my home, and rarely see my grandchildren (my youngest granddaughter left last year for Berkely Uni).
I have a community social club which I meet up with twice a week, but other than that I feel so lonely. Worse, I keep having dreams about my going out with my best friend (RIP), and dreams lying in bed with dear Richard when we were younger, only to find the bed empty in the mornings.
Sometimes I wish I would leave peacefully in my sleep, like so many of my friends do. If anyone struggling, I'm here to let you know you're not alone 
One of the few old chaps in today’s age

