I have to go through a probate process to get my name on the house. I made the appointment with an attorney that I spent months researching and he has been great to work with so far. They day I went in to get the court order stating that I was legally allowed to take care of Dons estate was tough. I cried all the way home with that piece of paper on the passenger seat next to me.
I have started to go through items in the shed so that I can pack up the items going to his family, even though its the things that have absolutely no memory attached for me, its still his things and its hard. Some moments it feels like I'm "getting rid of him" and others it ok. its an emotional roller coaster.
I miss him. I dont have words to express how much I miss him. I sill experience a roller coaster of emotions. I will have several days of good days and then I crash and cant seem to catch my breath again. I want so much to talk to him and have him answer back, and to offer his input on decisions that I am making.
I dont express myself as well as he did with words, and lately I've found myself working through my emotions with songs. I now have a whole playlist on my phone that I play every night. they are songs that meant something to him and to me and to us as a couple. it has really helped to calm my mind and heart at night. Listening to music was something we did together at night while we talked and caught up on happenings in each others life.
I am starting to get into a routine at night now. it doesnt always work, but I'm trying. I struggle with motivation mainly, its getting better.
I've got a trip planned next month, and its one I've been looking forward to for the last two months. I will get to see Dons family and hopefully I will be able to heal a little more. I am so excited for this trip. its helped to have something to look forward to.
what I've learned in 7 months so far:
Grief is ugly, and it is so unpredictable. Its frustrating and its slow and its hard!
keeping busy doesnt always work, it just postpones the inevitable and your body figures out how to grieve and it doesnt care when or where it will do it. (usually the most inconvenient time and place)
overall, I think I'm doing ok.