Not sure where to begin to post something like this.
As of July 20, 2013; my husband of 17 years has passed away. The shock and pain of it is still very much present in me. The disbelief and devastation of this is overwhelming.
Plans? They've been blown to confetti. I'm taking things just an hour at a time. As an INTJ, I've often been asked what my plans are. Even my own brother has asked me that. I've asked people to respectfully not ask me that right now. I'm surprised I'm functional at all. I'm finishing college this semester, beyond that-we will see. I think all I want right now is to grieve, & to think. I want to treasure every possible memory I have of him and bask in it. I love my husband, I miss him, and I am crushed by the weight of this.