It’s exactly 6 months since husband’s death. It still seems impossible that I will never see, hear or touch him again. Although I’m learning to cope on my own in other ways this feeling is stronger than ever. I still have some of his aftershave and if I close my eyes and smell it I sort of convince myself he’s there. I suppose it’s going to take a while to come to terms with this after 48 years together. It’s so hard though.
