Hello Sharonboomer, I haven't been here long but its been fun and a place to fill the time.
My hubby of more than 40 years died August 2, 2019, He was buried 8/26/2019 in a military ceremony in a veterans memorial cemetery. He was my friend, my muse, my trouble, my pain in the neck, my love, my fun, my road trip partner, my music man, my mister fix it, my hero. He haunts my dreams every night. I tire of him popping up in my subconscious. I ache with memories, if I'm not reading, or watching TV. If I stop filling my head with other things, he haunts my thoughts. I'm so tired of him. LOL. And sometimes I'm so lonely I just weep.
It doesn't help that for forty years I never went on a trip without him. (I did twice on a train. Terrified.) I had no friends that came to visit. I went to work and home. We went out rarely but we took road trips from one coast to the other every year.
Yes. I'm lonely. And some days I just want to hear a voice near me. I want to look into anothers eyes. I want to hear them laugh. I'm an introvert and I watch others talk and have fun and I enjoy watching but sometimes I wish someone would call me 'cause they thought of me. But no ever calls or emails unless I send one first. And often they don't reply.
So. Yeah. That's enough of that. Sorry to sob all over the forum.