Lit my candle at 8pm, looked up to the sky, called his name and told him I love and miss him and the tears are back again. Doesn’t feel like they’ll ever stop. It must be coming up to a million shed, if not more, by now!.
Shared pain and tears. One of his friends called round to help me with something at tea-time. Suggested I went to stay with our daughter. Had to explain apart from this breaking lockdown rules it would change nothing. Our kids cannot be responsible for me, they have their own lives and I will just have to continue this lonely existence. Just so heartbroken for everyone on this awful journey.