My OH died of a terminal cancer 18 months ago. It still feels like early days. Last night I dreamt about him for the first time since his death.I had been wondering when it would happen.
But it was such an awful dream! We were younger in our first house. He said 'i want a divorce' and that was that. He was off with his friends in the kitchen, laughing and ignoring me. It was a done deal. I felt so sad and I had a few close people comforting me.
I woke up and whilst I know its silly I feel so sad about it.