It will be a year October 17 since my beloved wife, Cathy, died. This has been a rough year. Not only did I lose my wife and soul mate but, I also lost my daughter-in-law to suicide. I lost my cat we'd had since 2003 and I had to have a kidney removed. In August, my brother was killed. But there have also been two good things happen, a grandson was born and I met someone with whom I've started a new relationship. She has been widowed three years. I pray that it goes well. She wants to go slow, which is good. I am full of anxiety and question whether I am betraying Cathy, even though she told me to find so one else. She didn't want me to be alone. Well, enough about me.