I lost my dear husband of 47 years in November 2017. We built our home in the 70’s and cherished the time we had TOGETHER living here. We loved our life TOGETHER, shared everything TOGETHER… Now its just me, and the house doesn’t feel like home any longer, and yet, I don’t feel I belong anywhere else!
I’m able to “cope” when I am with family and friends, but when I’m alone, I fall apart. Will this empty feeling ever go away?
I’m really trying to keep myself busy, I fill every day with going somewhere, doing something, but it still comes back to being alone.
Does anyone else feel like I do?