nanny2507 my husband died 2004 4 days after his 47th birthday. I was 45. Our children where 20 and 16. They wanted me to a bereavement group . So I joined one at my local cancer charity. For me it was useless as everyone else was 20-40 years older than me. My children thankfully never asked me if it helped. They just said did it go well. I don't tell lies . I stuck it out of 2 years until they both left home . Then I could stop going.
The woman who ran the group was married and did a 12 week course. Only another widow knows how you feel . Not a day has gone by I don't miss my husband and the grief gets worse as the years have gone by . He has missed so much. But it's the price we pay to love and be loved in return. Some people live their whole lives and never find the other half of themselves. I had to tell my husband to stop fighting he couldn't breath even on full oxygen. I lay on the bed by his side and the children where at the bottom of the bed. I told him we would be ok he died a few minutes later . And half of me died with him. So did my present and future died with him . But I promised my husband a lot of things as he was a wise man who knew what I needed to live without him . The main one was to live my life yo the full. But couldn't do that until 2019 as I had both parents and mother in law to look after.
Read the I am a widow thread on the bereavement forum . And you will see you are not alone.
But your husband would want you to live the best life you can. It's saddens me when anyone says they don't want to be here anymore or you don't know what you will do to yourself.
Life is precious and what would your husband say if he knew you felt that way. I believe in quality of life not quantity as my husband did. If you are dieing from some terrible disease then ending your life is your choice. But if you aren't then you have to live and live your life for your husband as well.
I was born disabled with a hole my heart and I was always prepared to die first but it was my fit healthy husband who got Cancer and died. We had been together since I was 16 he was 18. 29 years and married 22.
Love like grief never dies. Hold on to the love you shared and the life you had together. And live your life to honour him.
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