I'm exactly the same unfortunately Lucky Legs. I lost my husband of nearly 50 years last year, and I feel as if half of me is missing. My daughter, (our Son died), has 4 children and works full time in a stressful job, also 2 of the lads play rugby every weekend, so I'm squeezed in whenever, which is usually once every 2-3 weeks for an hour, and I can tell she'd rather be elsewhere, and I am merely ticking off one of her boxes, for conscience sake! I do understand she is very busy, but if I ring her she is usually in the middle of some thing, & made to feel a nuisance, she never rings me unless she wants something, but am truly blessed to have many friends, especially my sister-in-law, but as you rightly said, we put on a brave face, then quietly go to pieces with the sheer loneliness of it all. I miss having someone of my very own, to laugh with, go places with etc as I did with my husband. Reading every ones posts does make you realise that there are many others in similar situations, not sure if this is a comfort, or whether it makes me even more sad at the cruelty and finality of death! I was always an optimist, but now reading this back, I feel a proper 'Moaning Minnie'