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This is my personal story. It's real, it's still so real that I cry at times to this day. I've read so many books on grief, listened to speakers, visited healers - well it all comes down to waves. It's not about letting it all go but finding room in your heart for new happiness and new memories without feeling as though you are betraying your loved one. The letters that I wrote here are all from last year when I embarked on my own "Eat, Pray, Love" journey - wonderful book. I highly recommend it if going through any transition.
I've chosen not to include anyone else in this love story as it was between him and me. He was my favorite person in the world and I was his.
It started out that I lost my husband, very suddenly on what should have been a routine operation. However, the scary part at the time is that it was on an organ he was suppose to have removed 40 or so years earlier. Operation went well and I was told to go home and pick him up early in the am. I kissed him good-bye and got home then the hospital called. "You have to come back, he is in distress". I was practically half naked from the shower grabbed car keys and flew to the hospital. On my way, I felt like he left already. Yes, he died before I got back. They had to tear me off of him.
These intimate letters about him and to him have helped me to transition into a new life. I am hoping it helps others start over too.
You can't go back in life, your only option is moving forward.
