My stomach jumped when I saw your post; I confess to being apprehensive before I read it.
I think it is a common bond in sharing in this difficult, crappy time in our lives. Going through something we could never imagine and wonder if we can endure.
I do miss her still (isn't this the part where I'm supposed to quit talking about her) but some days and moments it is less. Though I wonder how long I will mourn our R?
Do you hear from H? Does it bother you or not? Hope life is moving (slowly) on.
