It has helped to open up and talk about this a little. I can see that there are truly people out there in similar situations. Everything in this house is a trigger, something she bought me, something she made for me, even some of the food in the pantry that she put in there months ago sets me off. Like I said earlier, I have never been this out of control of my emotions. I miss her and there isn't a damn thing that will bring her back. I am trying not to take my anger out on those around me, although they are easy targets right now. I do have some good friends in my life who are very helpful. I am grateful for the people and everything I still have left, we lived a life second to none for years. I was just not ready for this even though we knew this could happen. God I hope she is OK now. She wanted to be home at the end so we did everything we could to keep her here, thank God for Hospice. It is hard to get some of the images out of my head she really struggled at the end. She did not want to leave. I had to beg her to stop, I told her to go stand by God and wait and I would find her when I get there. I still can't believe how hard she fought. This is not an easy thing for me to talk about without coming apart, gotta go for now...Thanks again all of you.
BW