Hi everyone. I am glad to find a place like this. I lost my partner of 6 years to a motorcycle accident 5 weeks ago. He was coming home from work just like every day for the past 7 years. A distracted driver hit him and he was killed. He had zero tolerance for distracted drivers - he would get annoyed if I were rooting around for something in my purse while driving and would reach in and get it himself. It seems impossible that this could happen. He was always so careful. He was the most important person in my life. He was finishing his PhD from Berkeley in just two weeks. So smart and funny and kind. He worked so hard and struggled with a lot of things. There are so many memories; it seems impossible that I am the only one who carries them now. I guess the pain never goes away and it becomes something we learn to live with. I just don't want to accept it though. I've never loved someone more.