I still blubb away randomly years after losing my DH, juan
It happens out of the blue, maybe I'll come across a photo or remember something we did, or, like the other day, I sent him a silly postcard where I was staying away for work, and the words I used were so happy and upbeat, all about Can't wait to be back at the weekend etc. Big blurrrrbbb.
We're all here for you, us Aunties, the MNetters, as and when!
I will be going to the Palm Sunday service where we all walk through the village with a donkey, and end up at the Church, the one where I lit the red candle for your Mark on the day of his funeral.
I'm not particularly religious, but I believe in the power of love, and our oldy woldy Church has been there for centuries, so I imagine all the love that has been celebrated from the births marriages and funerals, makes it a wonderful place to hang out.
I will save a special thought for you and all the MNers who have sad losses.