I think some days I am still in shock. I have never witnessed anyone go from working to dying in a months time. My husband worked up til his liver biopsy on Aug 27th and was gone by Sept 29th. There are times I cant hardly breathe from the overwhelming grief. But he told me almost daily "it's okay to cry, but you cant stay sad all the time" He very much wanted me to be ok. So I am trying. I have 3 young grandchildren who have little understanding of what just took place. I have to continue to be the Nana they need. Something precious he did do before passing was write out cards for each holiday that he entrusted to a friend to give me at the appointed time. I treasure those.