My wife passed away 18th dec last year after fighting bowel cancer for 12 months (she was 38 with no family history).
Still bewildered at the experience, just how busy things were over the last few months, and how quiet things are now, well apart from our nearly four year old son who is on the go constantly.
Hard to believe it is only a month ago, in some respects it seems an age.
Spending a lot of time reflecting on the last year or so, how our relationship changed as the carer role swamped everything else.
I was lucky to have good support from family and work, but i am finding it really hard to get going again, my brain seems to be defaulting to blankness. Sleep is getting a little better.
Emotions are close to the surface for both of us, at least i can express it, Noah can only get angry or frustrated. It seems even simple questions can get elevated into angry exchanges sometimes.
God the future is a big yawning chasm at times...