I am a widow, I loved my husband. We were togeter for almost 16 years, and I have two young children a 3 and 5 year old. My husband loved/loves me and wants me to be happy. He can never be replaced, I work hard to keep his memory alive for my small children. He died of a heart attack at 37, it was so hard and still is. I think thearpy is important and support is important, and moving forward and living life again is key.
Part of being a person is connecting with people. I became very close with one of my husbands best friends, I have been friends with this man for over 18 years he worked and lived with my husband when they were young. He has known my husband sense jr. high school. He became my best friend and ate a lot of "Tear Soup". I feel in love with him about a year after my husband died. He is very kind, and we moved very slow, I feel blessed to have him.
So to be with a widow you need to be strong, because it is a lot, it just is. But a widow knows more than anyone that life is short: so live it, be loved and love again. Because at the end of the day all we can take with us is love, it really is all about love. Real love, be open to it, and you will be open to more joy. I read somewhere the more you cry the more room you make for love and happiness.
To all the widows out there: I send you a huge hug, and I am so sorry for your loss!! Keep moving!!