My problem is I DONT KNOW what I want to do. I go to Church and out with friends every now and then, but other than that I just work. When I sit at home I find myself on here or cleaning. I do like photograpy and once loved that. I also would like to learn to play the piano. I want to ask you Donna or whomever wants to answer. I find myself not wanting to do some of the things I once loved when my xh was home. I even sleep at the foot of the bed instead of at the top. It reminds me too much of him. His tools are in the garage and still in order. He left most of his stuff here. It saddens me to look at that stuff. Is this normal? Does anyone else do this. I mean I go out and I dont sit and cry but it saddens me so much to see his stuff, but I think it would sadden me more to get rid of it or put it away. I am telling you its like a death. I dont seem to have the sadness I once had though. Like I said, I have turned it ALL over to GOD.
