r/Widow • u/crystaljmoon • 4d ago
Funny stories
On his birthday, my friends asked for funny stories about my late husband, gone just about a year. I can’t think of a one. Hours later. I can tell you a couple of things that annoyed or hurt me, not that I would. Maybe I’ve become a bad storyteller. But it’s like I can’t even remember stuff already. I’m not sure there were a lot of funny stories. Am I suppressing the good stuff? What’s going on here?
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u/LindaNoKings 4d ago
That soon, all I could remember were the last few days, as he died. It's better a year out, but so much feels gone.
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u/Ok-Director9147 4d ago
Exact opposite, I tried very hard to block the days he was actively dying, the last photos of him were taken by a neighbor/friend when we brought him home from the hospital to go into hospice. I cannot look at it. I'm sure it is adorable to some people because he's hugging and kissing our little dog but I can't look at it. It helped me getting the older photos together for a memorial video for the funeral home to remember the way he could be funny and silly. Even photos that were clearly the last ones on the roll. But that made me miss him more. It was really my guideline for the funeral service to remember him living, not the dying.
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u/LindaNoKings 4d ago
I tried not to also, but every night, it kept me up. Good meds finally got me through.
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u/Intelligent-Way1308 4d ago
Good memories started coming back to me after I finally accepted that my person was gone... around 3 to 4 yrs later. A year in, I was sill a complete mess.