I don't feel whole anymore
My husband, Steve, passed away on January 1st of 2017. I am still trying to figure out what "normal" is for me now. I was so proud of the relationship that we built over 37 years together. We raised three daughters and have 8 beautiful grandchildren. 58 is too young to die. We had the best years ahead of us. My sweet husband endured a long battle with Multiple Sclerosis so I had gone from his partner in crime to his caregiver over the years but our love never changed... it only deepened. I wanted to find a place where others would understand. I am feeling like I am the person in the room that everyone is worried about or they don't know if something they say will offend me. I am a very positive upbeat person and it's hard for others to understand that they will not be seeing me fall apart. To me, that would be harder than keeping it together. I have my moments alone, but I am not one to show emotion easily in public. I am hoping to be able to listen to other's stories and share mine in a comfortable safe place. I think it will be good for me. I look forward to chatting with you all!