I lost my wife at 9:55am on January 5th. She was seemingly healthy and happy, then two minutes later she was dead (brain hemorrhage).
We meet when I was a lifeguard (I was 15 years old) at a small fresh water beach in 1974. It has brought me to my knees, I don't envy him. This week is especially hard since me and childern are packing up to move into the new home. The kicker, the master bedroom has his and hers walk-in closets and bathrooms. I got the place to make her happy.
I mentioned this because my nerdy intellectual son Adam (of course, he is one part of a twin pairing, with a sister named Eve) really likes Art Bell and I guess I better talk to him to see what his reaction to this is. I wish Art the strength, courage and wisdom to move on in positive manner and not to allow grief/anger to fill the void. God bless, Art.
I'm very sorry for your terrible, sudden loss.
I'm sure you are still in shock, even though you are functioning as a father and in all your other roles - the loss of your wife and your own role as husband leaves two voids that will take a long time to heal.
God bless you on this new journey.
And God bless you, BushCountry.