Walk in My Shoes: Living with Grief

From the day my husband died, my days disappeared one into another with nothing familiar happening. I was oblivious to even the usual daily happeningsdrinking coffee, combing my hair, carrying-on any kind of conversation, did I put toothpaste on my brush, where did I put my purse, why should I eat? Im not hungryand the length of each day was forever. Would I ever put enough days together so I could be normal again? Did anyone else ever feel the way I did? I wanted to read about them. I didnt find any personal stories. Little notes I had written on the calendar restored my journaling and the fist year was accomplished. The victoryI survived the first year!!!!