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I could fall asleep well enough in the first month, but I woke up at 2, 3, 4 and 5 o' clock.... Not exactly well rested the next day. Tried a few medicines, they had no effect whatsoever. It improved over the course of the second month... Now at almost 3 months out, I sleep ok. I guess only time works...

Thanks, again lots of good and useful info... I will keep up telling stories. One thing is the children though, they accept at least sit still when I talk about her. Other adults - Family, friends, etc - Tend to jolt whenever I mention her. I never noticed that death was so 'taboo', before. I'll have to keep upsetting them, I guess... I want it to be natural to talk about her, especially with the kids around.

Thanks for your responses, it's really nice to hear from others who live in this. I guess I'll have to accept that I cannot do what she did... Which leaves me wondering what I should do. I definitely want the kids to talk about her! But I feel like I'm forcing it every time, and they just shut up or try to shift conversation to something less painful. Not surprising, I guess. Maybe I'll try with pictures next time, that usually gets their attention. And I'll stick around and read up on the posts here.

My first post - I'm sorry to be here, as I guess everyone is. I lost my wife to cancer, just over 2 months ago. Strangely, somedays it feels like an age, other days the pain is so fresh. The last weeks of her life still run on repeat in my mind, regrets mixed with hindsight. Our 4 children aged 5-11 cope well enough, and I guess they keep me going… But she was the one who ran the home, and I feel really inadequate trying to do that now… It means a lot to me that I do things the way she would have wanted, but even if she was ill for years, I feel so unprepared. Her decline and death came so fast, I couldn't react, adapt. We had focused on hope and the positive things, all along… Which I guess was good, but left me so alone with everything, when she suddenly wasn't there anymore. Despite all the sad stories here, it feels good to read them… It's a lonely path, that I sure didn't choose for us. I hope you all feel better, eventually - I still have faith that I will.