lucyanna girl
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One year ago I was on top of the world. My husband and I had just attended the National Championship game with our children and our beloved LSU Tigers won.
In early March (just before it closed} he surprised me with a Disney World trip - just the two of us, no children or grandchildren. He just came in one day and told me to pack a bag, wouldn't tell me where we were going. He wasn't a huge Disney fan like I am but he went to the parks with me and rode the rides and laughed with me.
We came home and the lockdown started. He always held my hand in the car when it was just the two of us. He promised me we would be alright.
Our youngest daughter and her husband announced they were expecting their first baby after five years of marriage. He was so excited.
On September 26, after two weeks in the hospital with Covid, he died. We were married 36 years.
I have been blessed to be surrounded by wonderful family and friends. I know how lucky I am to have them.
So why does it seem as if the hurt just grows every day? I feel as if I am suffocating, like I just can't breathe anymore. It hurts so bad not to have my other half. We were both sick at the same time, why did I have to live if he couldn't?
If you've been here please tell me what to do. How do I learn to go on?
In early March (just before it closed} he surprised me with a Disney World trip - just the two of us, no children or grandchildren. He just came in one day and told me to pack a bag, wouldn't tell me where we were going. He wasn't a huge Disney fan like I am but he went to the parks with me and rode the rides and laughed with me.
We came home and the lockdown started. He always held my hand in the car when it was just the two of us. He promised me we would be alright.
Our youngest daughter and her husband announced they were expecting their first baby after five years of marriage. He was so excited.
On September 26, after two weeks in the hospital with Covid, he died. We were married 36 years.
I have been blessed to be surrounded by wonderful family and friends. I know how lucky I am to have them.
So why does it seem as if the hurt just grows every day? I feel as if I am suffocating, like I just can't breathe anymore. It hurts so bad not to have my other half. We were both sick at the same time, why did I have to live if he couldn't?
If you've been here please tell me what to do. How do I learn to go on?
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I wish I had an answer for you. One of my sisters is in the same situation you are. She's not coping very well either.
Have you tried to find a support group, with people who have gone or are going through the same thing? One would think there would be several online groups now.
