Have just found your post.
I am so sorry for your loss. I do know the pain of losing a spouse, my husband died in an accident when my son was very young. It was horrendous, I have to say the most horrendous thing that I have ever been through and I think the only thing that kept me going was my son.
The only thing that can heal the pain is time. As the months and years go by, it gets a little easier each day. We still celebrate my husbands birthday (it's tomorrow). We get a small cake each year and my DS goes and gets a photo of him and put's it on the table and we sing happy birthday and eat yummy cake. I do this more for my DS now than for me.
This is such a personal, individual journey and one that everybody travels differently. There is no right time or right way to grieve, no right time to pack up their things, that is something that has to be done in your own time, at your own pace. I still have some things of his. I have kept things for my son and he can do with them as he pleases when he gets older. Little things that he may want to keep and being very young when his dad died, I want him to be able to choose what he wants to keep of his dad's.
I found it very hard in the beginning. I just felt so alone! I didn't know anybody in their 20's who was a widow. I was, alone with a baby, my best friend, my partner for life, the father of my child was gone. But as time passed it got easier, I think it got easier to deal with the pain. I don't think the pain went away, it just got easier to deal with. My son is getting older now and is the image of his dad, they have so many mannerisms that are the same. It's nice for him and it makes me smile. My DS has had counselling, through a special children's grief program.
I am years down the track and it's something I can talk about now without getting upset. When I talk or think about him it makes me smile. It's a massive part of my life, it was a life changing event so it will always be a part of my life and my son's life, even though he doesn't remember him. But life can and will be happy again. The time will come that you can think about and talk about your DW and smile and laugh, remembering all of the beautiful things about her, all of the fun and good times you had without it making you sad.
It's a terribly long hard road, but it will get better. Thoughts are with you and your children
