Just reread this post. My husband will be gone a year in 3 weeks, I’ll make it, I’m sure of it. I stay busy, have some wonderful friends but they have their own lives and husbands, etc. I find myself only buying groceries for a couple of days just so I can do something, that is to get out of the house and go somewhere. I’m still walking, every single day. That’s my therapy, per se, know every dog in the neighborhood and their owners enough to say hi to, though I realize I enjoy the dogs more than most the owners. I go to lunch at least once every 10 days with various friends and with a husband/wife couple to happy hour. The wife loves it because her husband has someone new (me) to tell his stories she’s heard a million times already. Nights are still scary to me, why, I don’t know. I’ve managed quite a bit of travel adventures, all were ok, I proved to myself I could do it and currently that’s what matters. My dating life is zero, but I’ve convinced myself when it happens, it happens. All in due time I guess. I’m viewing this phase of my life a new phase. First phase was me the kid living with my parents, second phase was me, my husbands wife and now i’m in the old(ish) lady alone phase. My youngest daughter has been wonderful, beyond wonderful. I’m contemplating driving to Scottsdale alone from Seattle but I don’t know......yea, I could fly as I usually do, just want to prove to myself yes, I can do this too. My eldest daughter, who still hates me, has yet to reach out, I’m glad in a way, less drama in my life right now.
Life goes on, I can jump on the merry go round and make the best of it all or be unhappy the rest of my days.