My darling husband died 12 weeks ago, he had bladder cancer and spent his final six weeks at home after lots of failed treatments over the previous year. I was so glad that with help from nursesI was able to nurse him in his final days and weeks but because he could not believe or talk about the fact he was actually dying we never got to say goodbye to each other. I couldn’t bring that reality to him by saying my goodbyes so I had to hold it all in and carry on as best I could.
Now I have conversations with myself about what I should of said to him and I feel so bad for both of us that we never poured our hearts out to each other as we should. I don’t know how to get past this, that I let my soulmate die without any goodbye. I can’t believe he went without saying goodbye to me he must of known in his heart of hearts what was coming as the hospital consultant was quite plain.
It’s so hard and I miss him every minute of every day.