today I have been looking at all the cut outs we have made for the house ....where the furniture would fit etc.....I just cannot face it.I start all over again. I miss him so much ...he gave a feeling of home to my life and a feeling of belonging which I never had before . We were so much made for each other and looking after each other.And so much alike...so often he said as well that I had been in his brains stealing his thoughts and that it was uncanny.I don't know what to do with myself not being able to look after him anymore.
No laughter either anymore .I feel horrified thinking about the future ..like kicking and screaming .
I am sorry if this sounds horrible ....what happens as well is, that having moved house, I don't know anybody here and during the time of Richard's illness nobody was there either to give support.
So we were a bit on our own.
I did not find these webpages because I had to check on so many other things which were all in spanish and did often go wrong.
(Like they gave us to l,ittle chemo pills or confused the dates or forgot to give us stomache protectors etc etc )I feel like danfling in the air all this a bad dream.