Dear Maggie, and others,
Thank you for your kind words. We are in an unwanted sisterhood/brotherhood for which we are ill prepared. Even if death is expected, it comes as almost a terrible surprise.
As far as coping, and moving on, it will always be difficult. At some point, I said to myself that my husband would not want me to continue mourning. I had to give myself pep talks, and to do something productive. I distributed his clothing to various people who were his size. I also found a program that dresses men who have come out of prison and need clothing. I wanted(as he would have wanted) to have his clothes continue to have a life.
I hired someone who needs some income, to help start downsizing our home with 55 years of “stuff”.
I joined 2 book clubs; one to keep my mind agile-we read James Joyce’s “Ulysses” last year on Zoom, with people from many states. The other is a cook book club. We made food during the pandemic online, and now meet in person, bring food to the library meeting room, and discuss.
Tonight, friends got together, made pizzas, and enjoyed each other.
It is truly one day at a time.
I wish you grace and peace.
Barbara
P.S. Volunteering is another option.