Shelley,

I'm a mess too.  I lost my husband three years four months ago to cancer and reading your post gives me cause for some "worry" not in the sense that I care but just that I know how difficult this journey is and it is so understated and misunderstood.  I almost have to laugh (if I had a laugh to use) when I read how those who are still dealing with grief after six months are by clinincal diagnosis suffering complicated grief….I want to scream.  What does the psychology of grief know about love.  It seems not so much…….

I don't want to discount the ability of "talk" as a means of helping us all feel like we belong somewhere again after the death of our love but I see it more as just enduring.  Existing…….trying to make the best out of a place that seems too hard to navigate.  Today I am pouring my heart out by writing.  Yesterday was horrendous and I still cannot believe I am only this far after three years plus so in a way you give me heart.  I know I am not crazy for feeling like this.  We all have our own timeline for how we reconcile loss.  Some of us will never return to that old universe and we are trying to walk in a new one.  May you find some strength to help you along the way……I care………morgan