My beautiful, wonderful husband was diagnosed with grade 4 glioblastoma multiforma (brain tumours) in 2019 and he died in 2020. I still can't get my head around it it is nearly 3 years, but I will never ever move on from the pain he suffered losing everything... he was a jeweller and designer and he lost his sight.. I loved him with all my heart and didn't think he would die. He was a beautiful, lovely man. He was young and sporty, didn't drink or smoke. I looked after him at home the whole time and watched him lose everything. I couldn't care less now... I drink and smoke ...what difference does it make? You die anyway. So, so, sad. I need him here so much I have lost my husband, my mom, my dad, my best friend. This is what he was to me...he looked after me and treated me like a princess. I have spent 2 years after he died just sitting at the kitchen table. It will be 3 years in June and I just want my beautiful husband back....