It was one month yesterday since I lost Roger. Obviously I miss him terribly but last night and today have been very sad times. It is starting to hit me now I know there is nothing anyone can say or do that will help. I know all of the obvious things about him being at peace etc, but sometimes I feel selfish and think "what about me?" I am happy for him to be peaceful and not struggling, but he was so happy in his last few months, it just wasn't fair! I guess that's life and I should be thankful that he was contented. I feel like I have a big hole in my life. Friends rally round to keep me busy but nothing can fill that gap he left. I talk to him a lot, but he can't hear me because he's gone forever, just leaving memories. I'm sorry but I'm having a bad day today. Maybe tomorrow will look brighter.