John, you say you can socialize okay? I can somewhat. But as nice as my friends are, I feel like a third wheel. It’s nothing they do, it’s just me. All of our friends are married and maybe it’s just the feeling of not belonging to anyone.
Tootie,
I can socialize, at times to the point where I feel like my "old self" again. That feeling of being odd-man out is still there, especially with the circle of friends that Kit and I shared. Being out with couples is especially odd, as at times like that I feel like a part of me is missing. What's missing really is the "us" that Kit and I used to be together. Like you said, there's that feeling of not belonging to anyone.
What feels really odd is if I'm out with friends, especially couples, and they bring along a single gal. How do I handle that? Are they trying to fix me up? Are they simply inviting single friends who would otherwise be spending the day alone? Am I even ready to think about relationships again?
Mousewife: I think I'm starting to understand what you are saying. April 7th will mark exactly one year since I lost my wife. Have I learned to cope with losing her? Heck no ... not by any stretch of the imagination. Am I getting over it? LoL, I doubt I ever will. I hope I never do, because I'm afraid that I would then lose some of that magic that we had while we were together, that the special person in my life that was Kit will fade from memory, be less real. Cancer may have taken her from this world, but as long as I hold her close in my heart Kit will never really die. Can I do that and still move on to the next chapter in my own life? I dunno, but I guess that fact that I can ask myself that question is a positive sign.
I feel like some days I move forward, others I step back. Some days are positive, optimistic. Other days I just want a do-over: rewind life a few years so I can be with Kit again, maybe get her to see a doctor sooner, if nothing else to ensure we live each day to the fullest, be the best husband I can possibly be, spoil her rotten, simply get back to a happier time before cancer, before losing her, before I had to deal with this gaping void in my soul created by her death. On my worst days I simply want it all over with so we can be together again.
Sending a surplus of hugs,
John