Hi folks,
Sorry if I all but dropped off the map for a bit. It's now been five weeks since my wife died and there have been a LOT of things going on. From getting accounts moved/switched over, handling the legalities of death, figuring out care for our 12 year old Asperger's daughter, and getting back to my day job (albeit I am now working three days a week from home).
I've joined a support group that isn't religious or political at all... it's not against the rules or anything, it's just kept closely in check. It's full of other young widowed people and even a few who were on their way down the aisle before tragedy struck. It's helped quite a bit in short order.
Our dog's (I think I talked about that earlier) and my wife's cremains both came home the same day. So, while there are only three of us (the cat, our daughter, and me) still breathing air, our family is all home.
Our daughter's condition has her not processing emotions like most folks. In fact, she's barely shown any emotion in all of this except when she sees me upset or wonders what will happen when she returns to school in a few weeks. Her thought process is always so practical/pragmatic. She has seen her therapist and psychiatrist a couple times since Mom died and has opened up a bit. However, grief has not hit her, yet. It will, eventually.
I learned about something that had me in the doctor's office a week or two ago now... the Widowhood Effect. It does help to explain the physical manifestations of grief. I went just to make sure I was OK, as our daughter needs me too much. The Wikipedia entry about this is doom and gloom and contradictory to itself. I read some of the scholarly articles on it as well as some more layman interpretations. But, the physiological changes that happen are real and I can attest to that.
One of the biggest for me is that I'm down 28 pounds since my wife passed away. I'm eating, but certainly not her amazing Southern cooking and not nearly as much. It's OK, I could stand to lose another 28 or more.
I sincerely appreciate everyone's comments, suggestions, and condolences. Something I've figured out that you can all take with you... in the face of something like this we all try to come up with words that we think will help or will convey our own sadness for the person experiencing it. However, there are truly no words to do any of that. I've learned that the most honest statement is "I have no words." It expresses what both you and the recipient of your condolences are going through. Confusion, sadness, whatever. There just aren't words to describe the indescribable.
We will get through this, somehow and some day. We will never be the same, but that is out of our control and would be a fool's errand.