People think you "get over" the loss of your loved one. They think you "move on". It's now six years since our life was normal and we were doing just regular things like regular people do, completely unaware that lung cancer was about to rear its ugly head and cause so much devastation in just a short amount of time.
I miss this man more each day. Get over? Move on? I don't even think those things are possible. I think you just learn to live with the grief that sits in your heart each waking moment.