My husband died 6 weeks after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Its been 2 years 4 months. We have a 12 year old son. Life has continued, God knows how. Sometimes it still hits me like a huge wave, other times I feel numb. I work, I walk the dog, I take care of our son. I exist. But I'm not living, if I laugh or smile it's a mask. Im not sure that will change?
