Another night of no sleep....
I know my husband is gone. I know that. I watched his last breath on December 2nd. I saw him in his coffin. I was at the funeral on December 15th. I have his ashes next to me. So why am i still waiting for him to come home? Why do i still talk to him? Why cant i accept that hes not going to come home? I know in my head he wont but i believe in my heart he will.
Is this a coping mechanism, or is it a sign that im not coping??
When will it feel real?