I have lately been thinking about why I am here now. After 55 years of being married to a wonderful, caring, loving man, I am now alone. I drift through the days wondering why I am here and why I have to stay here to endure loneliness, sadness, and depression. What is the purpose of this? Why can't I just go? I seem to be taking up space and each day is like the day before. I have friends and family, but, sorry to say, they just do not fill the void of having my husband with me. He was the one… Continue