Today it has been 8 weeks since I lost my hubby Ade. I cannot put into words the loss that I am feeling. I hurt like I never thought was possible and I must have cried a river.
I have fantastic friends who are supportive but they are also missing Ade. I do not know what to do with myself I just want Ade to tell me everything will be okay, but I know it’s not because he is not here with me. I feel completely robbed of our life together, we had so many plans and dreams.
I seemed to have a good day yesterday but today I have been crippled with anxiety /guilt. Nothing will ever be the same again.
I have had to delete and rewrite this so many times because I cannot see properly through my tears.
I just wanted to share my thoughts at this time 
Ah well I think i may have evened it out - catered for 90 but only free drinks are tea and coffee. People can pay at the bar! 
Unfortunately, they do. I had several people scoff the salmon and beef, before I got a look in. 
Kate. Xxx
In your shoes I'd have wanted to have a right bitch with my husband!
I understand your feeling of being robbed. So sorry dear. Xxx
Valen’s extended family asked the bar staff for boxes to take home leftovers!
I understood for those with a pretty long journey who wouldn’t get home till late.
But some were taking up to 3 boxes 
The reason it pi**ed me off was that my beautiful Valen had asked that leftovers were to be distributed to families in need via the church his funeral was held at.
And that was specified at the venue.
