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I lost my husband in a car wreck a couple of months ago and I am still reeling. We married very young and were married for 23 years. Through our marriage, we had been told we would never be able to have children, nursed each other through many illnesses and tried to be as supportive of each other as possible. The minute I laid eyes on him, I knew he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. He was my best friend. I always imagined us as elderly people, holding hands and taking care of each other. Now, I cannot imagine how I am supposed to live this life without him. We never had children, so I cannot even look for him in them. While I do not have any plans to make any big decisions, I am getting lots of advice on moving on. Part of me wants to stay in our home, part of me wants to run as far away as possible. I am just now getting the business end of his death taken care of, which is brutal. Autopsy report, accident report, it is all so much information at one time. Seeing the extent of his injuries makes my heart ache for him and pray that he never felt any pain or even knew he was going to leave this life. The holidays have me sad, flustered and angry. I am trying to maintain my composure as everyone is celebrating. Inside, I am screaming. I would like nothing better than to stay isolated, just for a little while. Because I have a loving family in the area, I feel obligated to attend functions. I really want to be there, because I love them so much and they do little things to make me feel good. However, I get overwhelmed. I am experiencing things that I wish I could share with him, things that would make him laugh. I really miss his laugh. I also miss the sparkle in his eyes. Mostly, I miss the way he held me and the way he loved me.
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I am so sorry for your loss. I understand how you feel. I lost my fiancé on December 7th. While we were not married, we had been together for 18 years and lived together for the last ten. I still cannot believe he is really gone until I come home and the house is dark and he is not here and never will be again. We did everything together including working at the same place, playing in card leagues and horseshoes together. We never had any children together and when I am home I absolutely can't stand the silence of him not being here. Every little thing that I see or happens reminds me of him in some way. I am also angry because he had surgery 2 1/2 weeks before his death and I believe that had something to do with it although they say it was a heart attack even though he had a nuclear medicine stress test 3 days before the surgery and it was completely negative. It was a minor surgery and it wasn't a life or death decision to have it but I was just nervous about it from the beginning. I also feel like the same about staying in our home as he loved this house and our life here with our three dogs but I also feel scared, panicky, and I just can't imagine being here without him. I don't see anything ever getting better, I feel like I died with him.
I relate to your agony of wishing, hoping, and yearning for his touch, his voice, his warmth, his laugh. 2 months ago I lost the man I loved for 12 years and like you and your husband, he was my best friend. I am without my confidant, the person I shared my exciting news with, or the person I first sought out when I needed advice. Someone said something to me that helped, at least some times, she said, "He is always with you, he has given you the gift of true love for 12 years. He wants you to lead your thoughts with that memory. He ended his life knowing you gave him that gift and he had literally spent the rest of his life on this earth in love with YOU". I think of what she said often and I try to accept his gift to me of true love right up until the day he died by showing him that I will take the lessons he has taught me while we were together and I will find joy and spread joy. Often, I say the words, even though I haven't figured out quite how to genuinely do it yet.
I am so sorry! You know I will be praying for strength for you and your children. Asthma is a sneaky disease and I believe it must have been terrifying. I am hoping that things improve for your daughter. Hold each other tight. You are right, the little things keep popping up and it is hard to keep remembering that our loved ones are gone.
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