After Shocks Still Reverberate over Death; Death of Mate; Breast Cancer Consequences; How We Cope with Cancer Death

       Over Eight Hundred Days have passed since Wife died - suddenly - without warning - though we had lived with stage-four cancer for two years by that time. Yet, she died too soon . . have I stated that before?  Just in case, I'll repeat; SHE died too soon.
     The song "Just when I needed you most" reaps tears; "Too Old To Die Young" spins in my song cradle, and chokes my breathing passages.
   I share a couple of messages that have been shared on Facebook recently, referring to those of us who still mourn.   I will share two.

I am still struggling along with the sentiments of the first one, but have not yet arrived at the place suggested by the first one.  But perhaps I could suppose that I am moving on past the pain. I at least, most days, manage to hold down the crying to once per day.