Thanks for the encouragement! Of course, inside, I am often reeling...but trying to stay clear eyed & rational to the best of my ability. There is way too much stuff to in the house to imagine cramming it all into a tiny apartment with two cats (since it seems I MUST imagine and even - ouch! - embrace this possibility now). So, I'm trying my best to do what I gotta do!
I still cry too - every day for one reason or another (a song, a memory, my cats missing their 'Pop' and looking worried, you name it!). But, one of the wisest things that I ever did - on the day he left - a great friend came over and helped me gather up all marriage and wedding stuff and gifts he ever gave me into boxes which were put away. This memory stuff will not come out until we BOTH decide where things will be placed again. We also put all of 'his' stuff into the guestroom (he took the guest bed, but left most of that stuff behind..hmmmm).
I knew that this was a marathon from the start and that acting 'as if' (it really IS over, I really am prepared to move on and live my life) is serious business. I figure that I have to buck up (for the most part) and be prepared!
