Photos

It is interesting that you are mentioning photos, as I have been thinking about this myself. It is now 18 months without my darling Paul. My thought process was, if I don’t have a photo out, (to reduce the pain), then it doesn’t feel right. However, the pain can be horrendous. It is particularly hard at night, as I have a photo of us together in The West Country on my bedside table. We look so happy, before the horror. I can’t remove it, as it is part of who I am, and who we were together. It has got easier overall, but there are times where I just cry myself to sleep. You could always try moving some of the photos to a smaller area, so that you are able to have a mimi break. It still feels surreal at times, but not often. I am sending huge hugs, as you need them. Kate. xxx

I think I'm better able to grieve the person who was so ill and so devastated by the cancer, it's much harder to grieve the version of him in those photos when he looked well and  happy. Before the funeral I looked at dozens of photos to prepare a slideshow and I was ok doing that; it seems much more painful seeing them now. 

I suppose there is no normal in all this. We are each coping in our own way. Thankyou for your response Kate, it helps me a lot coming here. Sending hugs back to you xx