I found I had to move out of my home I shared with my husband because I could not handle the ghosts any longer. I had made the conscious choice to start dating and getting myself out more and make new friends. It has turned out to be one of the best choices I could have made for my new life. My dear Bill has been gone 22 months on Christmas Day. My new home brought with it wonderful new friends and then a happy surprise of a new companion. I met a wonderful man here in the upstate who is making me very happy. Though he is divorced and cannot totally understand the grieving process we as "widows" and "widowers" go thru, he reminds me continually to embrace my memories. These holidays do bring back many happy memories as well as bittersweet ones and it feels good to talk and share the funny stories of Bill's and my life together. As February and the 2 year mark approach I know my Bill would be happy for me and glad that I do not sit alone crying over him (too much). He moved forward and embraced me in his pain and suffering over his first wife so I know he would totally understand and be glad for us. Life does have a way of moving on while we are busy making plans. Know that a new life is out there everyone. Embrace it.