Just that. 3 years tomorrow since DH died suddenly. I am in the best place I have been since his death having suffered PTSD and delayed and complicated grief. I think I am posting just to acknowledge it, until very recently time stood still and it could have been yesterday. I miss him madly but I am very proud DD and I have survived and now I am managing a life that is a bit more than just surviving. Also it is a big date for us but life has more than moved on for every one else and last year I found it incredibly hard no one remembered. I discovered mumsnet when DH died, did not really post but it distracted me. I know I am rambling on a bit, the crux of it is I am proud, sad, missing him and not sure where to go with that so posting it here!