On Friday 5th April 2024 my beautiful wife MRS BERYL LILY passed away in my arms at 7.30am after a very short illness. Today 4th October 2024 is exactly 6 months to the day BERYL died and I miss her every second of every day, I first met my wife in 1956 when I was 17 years old and BERYL was 18 years old, we got engaged on BERYL’S 21st birthday 29th November 1958 and got married on 3rd September 1960, we were married for nearly 64 years. Every day I still think she going to come through the door and say hello again but I know that will never happen. One day I will see you again my beautiful and wonderful wife R.I.P. my love, I love you very much
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You will see her again, and in the meantime she will be watching over you.
Br1and3
Thanks for sharing your story about it is six months now and about how you met.
I tend to think about milestones if how long it is as well since I lost him.
I don’t really know why I seem to feel it is something to focus on. Compare if I feel any different it not. Well mostly just getting used to being alone and missing him.
“put”
Lonely
Hi everyone.
I have not written for a while but
tonight i would like to be able to talk to people who understand how i feel.
Just lately, i have been sleeping on the sofa because our bed just seems to get bigger every night just lately.
I figure sleeping on the sofa will feel like i have someone behind me. Weird huh!
This is Colin the other half of my heart,
Do you know the biggest hole i have apart from in my heard is the hole in my stomach where the butterflies lived and danced about when i was on my way home from work and i knew i would be seeing him. Gone, just gone, they went with him so the drive back here is just geography now. The sofa is now my haven.
Thank you for listening x
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I cuddle one of his pillows, put the other one against my back, and sleep on his side of the bed.
Seeing my side empty is easier when I wake up.
Xx
Absolutely understand the sleeping on the sofa. My wife died in May and the house is so empty, i cant work at home anymore, too painful.
Another sofa night. Brian the cat is sleeping on the bed so at least it is being used.
Yes the sofa is just what i need at the moment.
I was flicking through facebook today and i read something spoken from someone heart.
“You did not get to spend the rest of your life with him, but he got to spend to spend the rest of his life with you”
That hit my heart so hard and yet gave me comfort. The words are so true.
I spend the day and night and all the time in between thinking of him and the memories we gave collected over the years and i am so grateful for the time we had.
I send my love to all here. I hope all have a wonderful dream of loved ones lost. Nicky
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I feel the same re the butterflies and excitement in my stomach knowing I was driving home from work to see my Ray and now the weekend rolls around and what used to be special is sad no matter how full I make it. Of course, calling friends doesn’t really work because they have their husbands and they naturally want to tell you what THEIR plans are, then I feel angry, guilty, sad, round I go again and… I’m still without my special man, my 58 year old husband Ray and his joyful energy and love for life and us. I’m 54 this month 
and been a widow for 5 months. I know you all understand. It’s Saturday night, he’s not here, thanks for letting me vent.
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Anytime MrsC.
I have had a rant or two i can tell you. It clears the fog that has settled around me sometimes and helps me put another foot forward, so rant away.
I have found a rant lessens the headache that has been with me ever since, its almost as good as paracetamol. We are here whenever and i am sure ranting together is some sort of therapy.
Nicky
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