I read these comments and feel everyone pain so much. Yet, mine must be different somehow because unlike most of the others, I don't want to die. I want him back here with me and our kids and grandkids. My husband was the rock, the one everyone turned to for everything. He solved every problem. I find myself wanting to tell him something that has happened and then it hits me that he isn't coming home. Music makes me cry, our home makes me cry, our business makes me cry. I want to get to the point that I can remember our happy times and be happy and thankful for the time that we had together. I, like you, just miss him with everything I have.

I hope you are finding some type of way to get through your sorrow. I don't know if reading about everyone elses pain is making it better or worse. Please feel free to vent to me if you'd like, I understand.

Hi Marie,

My condolences! I know how you feel. I hate morning because it means I'm still here and Cherie is still gone.