He took his own life, and when he did that, he took mine too, because nothing is as it was. We had so many plans and even though he was bipolar, we had so many good times. I've tried to join groups, or get involved, but I never was a 'joiner'. When my son died from leukemia in 1998, I thought that that was the worst thing that could ever happen. Not so. I've gone on a few 'dates', what a horror they were. It would be nice to have company, but even thought I'm not trying to 'replace' my husband, that's what it feels like.
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