It has been 8 months since my husband passed away from lung cancer. I can't believe I have made it for 8 months without him. Some nights I wake up and think he is still in the hospital and he will be home soon. He was going to have his lung removed and then I was going to take care of him. I never had the chance to say good-bye. Never once did I think that he would not be returning home with me. He had part of his lung removed 3 years ago and then he came home, I took good care of him and he returned to work! I would give the world to hold him just one more time. This New Years Eve we would have celebrated our 20th wedding anniversity. I don't see this pain ever leaving me. I have never been so alone in my entire life. I did not realize how much I really loved him until it was too late. I have so many regrets. Regrets that I did not appreciate him enough while he was with me. I feel that I took him for granite. Does anyone else feel like I do?