Its funny my widow experience has become a crumbling castle as the months go on...
My husband and I were together 11 years... married 7. He was my first everything, my world and my best friend. Moved out of my parents house my wedding night, taught me how to clean, cook...He was my hero! I am now running his business that he was very successful at but he always included me in! He was my world, my hero and my best friend.
I watched him die twice.... Cardiac arrest because of medical complications. They pronounced him dead the first time.. but some how revived him after 15 minutes... then I had to make the choice for his future because the brain damage was soo bad.
Today is the 3 month anniversary of his second/'real' death and its getting harder each time. Its funny who doesn't care or remember anymore...I mean some people cared soo much to be friends with the husband when alive, to pulled away when he passed, to barely cared when the funeral and media were done their thing, to now 3 months.. very few care or even remember the anniversary... I hope its because they just can't relate or understand but it hurts.
Any tips on how to cope with the anniversaires? Month 1 was actually easiest... Probably the widows fog. Month 3 the worst. I think month 4 I will hide.