It is all very surreal is it not? I lost my husband last Oct and I try to be strong for our two girls and am learning that I need to be strong for my self too. I had been with him for 17years and he passed at the young age of 34. I still cannot believe it at times, its like everything before that day was just a dream. I miss him so much and it so hard trying to rebuild your life from everything you thought you knew. Starting completely over as a single widowed mother is not anything I would want someone to have to endure. I try to tell myself things happen for a reason and I remember a conversation he and I once had with him telling me that if anything were to ever happen to either one of us he would want it to be him that went first because I was so much stronger than him and that he could not stand living without me but he made me promise if anything ever happened to him that I was to continue to live life and be happy and to most of all fall in love again. I can't even think about being with anybody else. He was my everything. But now almost ten months later here I am still trying to live as he wished and putting all of my love and strength into our two girls so they can have the life we always wanted for them. He will always be in our hearts and I wait for the day that I will be with him again. I am sorry for anyone who has had to experience this pain and if you ever need to talk or vent I am willing to listen and offer any kind of advice or comfort I can Good Luck to all of you and just always remember the good times you shared and know that it is ok to breakdown from time to time, Wishing you all the best!