It’s been almost 3 weeks now since my husband passed away from throat cancer at the age of 51. I’m now on my own with our 17 month old baby and I’ve just had to do 14 days self isolation which has honesty been one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. The funeral is this Friday and I’m busy making arrangements but I do wonder how I’ll feel once the funeral has taken place and I worry that I’ll find it even harder than I do now as people resume their lives and things become quieter.
Maybe we all need to climb our mountain and let our hurt out 
