My best friend passed away suddenly 8 years ago & I've never really gotten over it. I loved him dearly, he was the best friend I'd ever had & was there for me in some of my lowest times, he meant the world to me & brought so much laughter into my life. He was the first person who truly knew me, I could turn to him at anytime & he to me, when he died I think a part of me did too.
He died shortly before I met my now DH & although my DH is wonderful & lets me talk about him (he even helped me plant a yellow rose bush in our garden in my friends memory) I feel almost bad in talking to DH about him, I don't know why. Simon (my friend) would have loved DH, they would have got on really well & I know he would be so happy for me. I just miss him so much, there are days when I feel desperately lost as I would have picked up the phone & spoken with him & I can't do that. I feel like I'm being disloyal to DH by still missing Simon, I know DH doesn't think that but I feel that way.