Today was really hard. We (my son and I) visited the cemetery. We cleaned Pete's plaque and laid fresh flowers. And the whole time, it was like I was waiting for him to just walk up to me. Like we'd arranged to meet there or something. I really couldn't comprehend that he wasn't going to turn up. Not there, not anywhere. A flood of emotion overtook me and I stood there crying as reality set in. This can't be right, we were so happy, so contented, so in love, but now he was gone. I feel so cheated, so angry, this seems so unfair. How can 2 people who love each other so much, be torn apart and one taken away forever. No one can tell me why, yet I'm suppose to pick up the pieces and move on. This is all so hard.