It has been a month since my dear Hubby drew his last breath, and cancer gained another victory :-(
I am missing him very much.
Silly little things, like telling him about something that happened, or getting him to help fill in forms (which I wouldn't need to be doing anyway if he hadn't have gone - but thats beside the point) paperwork was never my strong point, mind you nor was housework!
Also having someone else there to back you up with the kids when they don't do as they are told, on a plus side they are being helpful some of the time like offering to put the vacum cleaner round the floor.
Having to think about making arrangements to go out, as need to find someone to sit the children. Or worse having to do housework so people can come to my house rather than me go out.
During the day it's not so bad, except he doesn't keep phoning me to check how to spell things. But the nights when the kids are in bed and it is so quiet is worse. The number of times I have been watching something on TV and then gone to discuss it with Hubby.
Good job I have the "Warped" gang to keep me sane :-)
