Just feeling things are very tough at the moment.
DH has been dead almost nine months now. I know objectively it's quite a short time but it's starting to seem very long. I feel very distant from him a lot of the time, so much so that I was able to put up the photo boards from the funeral which I have been putting off, as I thought his parents would like to see them when they came over (which they did); but today it hurts so much to look at them. I hate photographs. So many of them look sort of happy but I can remember all the difficulty around many of them. I look at the wedding pictures and dh looks quite stressed. Why did I put him through such a big wedding.
His brother continues to blame me for his death. I had a panic today because his parents came to lunch here and when I asked if they would like to come for Christmas, they are of course going to dh's brother's for Christmas - I expected it, in some ways wanted it because it would be quite hard work to have them for Christmas as well as my mother, and of course it's their choice anyway, but I suddenly felt terrified that ds and I will be way down their priority list and we will lose touch especially if dh's brother never can forgive me 
Thought I would cheer myself up by watching a movie but chose Moonstruck
not the best idea. And I read the thread about parents dying when you're a teen. Ds seems to be doing quite well but it's such a tough thread to read!
it's so so hard. I am not sure I am strong enough to keep going, support ds, support my mother, be a good DIL. I miss dh so very much. It's kind of nice to say that as in the early weeks I didn't miss him nearly as much, in fact barely at all. But now I do.