Thank you everybody for all of your good wishes and support. I am sorry to have been absent for a few days, but there has been so much to organise. I feel quite exhausted and have been going to bed at 8pm (and waking up early, as you can see). The funeral is to be on 1st December in London.
I am still devastated but it also seems unreal. I just try to get through each day, as best I can, one step in from of the other, ticking things off the list. Yesterday, I had to register the death (surprisingly easy as it is all done by telephone due to Covid, but still distressing), today the funeral director is coming, and there is so much to arrange around the funeral. I know that you will understand this Smileless given your own recent loss.
However, DD1 could not have been more loving or supportive, and there have also been big steps forward between the sisters. It was DD1's birthday a couple of days ago, the first without DH, and we all FaceTimed. DD2, in particular, knows that DH would have wanted reconciliation, but she wants it too, and I am sure that DD1 also does. She speaks of DH with such love and I am sure that she deeply regrets the estrangement. I think that the death of DH has put everything in perspective, that the arguments of the past all seem petty. We have all grown up a lot, including me.
And there has been so much kindness, so much support, even from unexpected quarters, that I feel comforted, that DH is still around us, somehow.
I am not sure that I belong on this thread any longer, but I just want to say that there is always hope, that people change and grow and their horizons and perspectives change. Time - and Sleep - are the great healers. So hang on in there, don't be despondent, love comes with pain, but love always triumphs in the end.