When you are grieving, and in your own way, you will always be missing that special loved one. There’s no time clock to tell you when to stop .

The memories will always be there, just like snippets of your life as a child growing up. Hopefully, all those memories are fond ones , they make you smile back when you were a kid.

The difference is, my memories with Steve were while I was not a kid. It was our life, our life together, raising kids, changing jobs, building our relationship. So much more a bigger deal than when I was , say 8 years old.

The problem is also this… if I seem too happy, some might say that I didn’t really love Steve and that’s certainly not true.

The other problem is, if I seem too sad, some would say it’s been 4 years and I need to move on and let it go.

The problem is, they are not me, most of my friends are not in my situation, They try to be helpful, but I just take their advice with a grain of salt.

The problem is… there is no problem, life just tends to sort all these things out … in time… there is no time limit