I lost my husband very suddenly a year and a half ago. He was only 57 years young. His illness seemingly came out of the blue and we had two weeks from being diagnosed with a terminal illness to his passing. We started dating when I was 17 and he was 18. We grew up together and built a beautiful life together – the life we had always imagined. He was truly my soulmate. an extension of myself. I had lost both my parents and been by their sides when they died. But nothing could have prepared me for losing my loving, funny, strong, vibrant, beautiful brown-eyed husband far too soon. Even after a year and a half, I wake up every morning and go to bed every night with visions of him in my head and heart. I’m sure the underlying grief will always be with me. We learn how to live with it. Losing someone you love so much is such a surreal experience. I’m not sure there’s really anything that can take away the immense pain it brings. Early on, I had a friend come to visit me, and she told me about griefstories.org. Going to griefstories.org and listening to the experiences of people going through their losses was comforting. Not to hear their pain, but to identify with the feelings they were expressing….knowing I wasn’t losing my mind through this. Listening to the young adults who had lost their parents and hearing about their grief, helped me to better understand what my children were going through as well. I occasionally return to the site and re-listen to the stories. Grieving is a process and each season brings another set of emotions with it. So as I grow further into this new world, it has helped me to go back and refer to the stories again to rehear them with a newer outlook. I have also passed along this resource to other friends who have lost loved ones. Even though, if we are lucky, we are surrounded by loving family and friends, it is such an isolating experience. We are present but we are not. So when we can hear others who have experienced the loss, it is helpful. knowing we are not alone.