I lost my wife of 27 years, Cathy, October 17, 2015. I had been her caregiver for five years. We were both writers. She was the funniest, vibrant, most intelligent woman I ever met. And she was not afraid to speak her mind. We had built this little house in the country. Our retirement home. It did feel empty at first, and still does at times. I miss her very much. I miss talking with her about my writing and politics and everything. Try to take one day at a time. I took good care of her. Now we must take good care of ourselves. Be good to yourself. Talk with family and friends. Best wishes. Wally