It's traumatic losing someone who loved me so fiercely and unconditionally. I truly can't fathom that I'll be blessed with such love again.
The grief group, that I'm in, threw out a phrase that I was unfamiliar with, last week. Secondary loss. Essentially this means losses that follow a primary loss. In my case, the secondary losses would be my role identity, as I'm no longer a wife. A sense of belonging; It was always he and I against the world. Where do I belong in this world that he's no longer a part of? Medical insurance...that goes without explanation. An intimate relationship. Again, no need for explanation. The loss of what we had hoped for our future together.
I miss him saying, "Come here" before grabbing my arm to pull me into him. I miss nights that consisted of sound sleep as he kept me warm. I miss it all.
You'd keep my head from going under...
