Sandy, when Rick died I didn't really cry in those early days either. I didn't even cry at his funeral. I was still in shock, on auto pilot, just making it through the days, getting the things done I needed to get done. I had 4 children, the holidays to get through, etc. I was really in such a fog. It wasn't until a couple of months had passed that I finally allowed myself to fall apart and even then it would happen after I got the kids off to school.
((((((BIG HUGE SQUISHY HUGS)))))) One day at a time dear. The tears will come when they need to. Take care of yourself.
