Basia, Honey you will get through it too. I don't know how we are supposed to go on without our husbands but somehow we have to do it. I, too, have pictures of him all over the house now so that I can see him and I talk to the pictures and sometimes I get really angry. This happens also when I go to the cemetery. I leave crying because I got angry with him for leaving me. I need him and I was not ready to lose him. He was my rock. Everyone thought that I was the strong one because I was able to take care of him through the years that he was ill. I needed him to lean on in order to be strong. It is an unbelievably difficult thing to accept and to just go on. I think of something and turn to tell him but he isn't there. I even take his picture to bed so that when I wake up the first thing I see is him. When he was here and he would wake up before me in the morning, sometimes I would be awake and he would not know it. He would stroke my hair and tell me how much he loved me. I still want that and I can't have him anymore. Life really stinks now. Don't give up somehow we will all get through this together. I will keep you in my prayers.