Daisy, that's a lovely post, I think that is what I strive to understand about my DH/First Wife. (and thanks, I am glad to be back, got too overwhelmed by RL!)
OP, if you don't mind my asking...what is the rest of your life and relationship like, in this regard? I mean, do you feel like the wife and the 'lady of the house' in other respects?
I struggled with dating a widower at first, but I don't anymore. (Don't get me wrong, there are still issues around being a stepmum to kids who lost their mum, and lots of frustrations about decisions they made 'back then' which have had repercussions on us now - but that emotional turmoil has receded.) I think one thing is that I came to a decision pretty early on in our relationship that I wasn't going to 'make allowances' about the way my partner treated me.
That might sound harsh, but I'll try to explain what I mean. I decided that I deserved to be with someone who treated me like his #1, the Love of His Life, someone precious and not to be taken for granted. As I see it, that's what every one of us is entitled to in a relationship, and I wasn't going to settle for any less. So treating me shabbily because he was having a bad day, or because he was sad, or because it was complicated with his friends or family - that wasn't going to be OK with me. If he was moody, I left him to it, I didn't hang about to make myself miserable or try to be his counselor. If he tried to make me his therapist, I stopped him. I respected his past, and expected him to respect mine. I try to respect his feelings, but he has to have as much respect for mine. If he wasn't ready for a relationship of equals, then he wasn't ready for me.
On photos - He had a photo of First Wife as his phone wallpaper when we were first dating. That was fine - I didn't love it, obviously, but I figured I coudl deal with it. He was with her for a long time, and he loved her, and it took nothing away from me or our relationship. But by the time we were married, he'd moved that photo from his wallpaper, to (like lunar's photo in her purse) somewhere less prominent. In our home now, she is the kids' mother, and she is the woman he used to be married to - but I am his wife. There are photos of her in our home - but the only wedding photo on display (apart from in the kids' rooms) is our own.