Mary, It has been 20 months since my husband died, July 1, 2006. I hate the term widow. It stinks. I don't like being called Ms. Until God puts another man in my life and if God wants me to be not be a Mrs. current name - I would appreciate still being Mrs. current name NOT changed to Ms. by virture of other people's thinking.
The first year had my head in a fog a lot of the time. I had trouble concentrating on a task at work for more than 5 minutes at a time some days. I would forget just about everything. After the first anniversary I seemed to be ok then by the 14th month I was on a downhill spiral and no one knew anything. I worked each day, went to Church each Sunday, called my Mom each day as usual but told no one not even my very best friend. I just dated the Kleenex box every single night for over a month. It got to the point where I cried 3 out of 5 days going into work and everyday on the way home to an empty house.
God allowed someone in my life to distract me - although this person was not a believer - and trust me I learned a lot about meeting people online as a result. BUT through that person God gave me back my laugh, my sense of humor, the desire to want to take care of my appearance - not for some guy but for me and God - the desire to want to listen to and sing with music again. Thank goodness God revealed the liar as he was so my heart was protected. That also taught me to NOT be involved with anyone if they are not a believer.
Has God put someone new in my life? Not yet but he probably is not done with either one us yet.
I am ready to have someone - even a buddy - does not have to be a "date" to do things with. I miss that. No one to just pickup and go for a drive, do a meal together then just talk so I found some Christian sites where I can at least socialize online.
God also moved me to a Church closer to my home so I now have Church members close to me rather than me being an island 20 miles north of the Church. I can serve more and can attend more services without beng rushed to drive there. So God has given me those openings and Sisters in Christ are wonderful to have.
I work in construction so I work around a lot of men. Many think that gives you the opportunity to meet people - but not. They are there to do a job and so are you. 99% are very married and the 1% who are not may have some serious issues. I have yet to meet a widower on a job site. But I am not working to meet a mate anyway. That has another host of troubles that I would rather not deal with.
This morning I am having a little pity party for myself and I am not sure why. But generally I feel like I am handling the loss of my husband pretty well. Now if I could just get these people who are still living to straighthen out and not be a drag on me that would be nice.
Thank goodness we have the Lord to lean on even in our darkest moments but as humans sometimes that is not enough. I am blessed with a designated hugger in my neighborhood. He told me right after my husband died to come and get a hug whenever I needed to or wanted one. His wife and him are dear neighbors. I used to just get my hugs as we saw each other in the parking lot but lately I have had to go there to get a hug to boost the human me and they are both there with open arms.
We should all pray for each other on a daily basis as the road can be hard some days.
As I got home last night at 7:30 p.m. I thought about a meeting I sat in yesterday with 3 married coworkers. The crux of the meeting is someone needs to be on our job early like 6 a.m. for the next month and guess who is most available? You got it. BUT what struck me walking into the house last evening is the 3 men I sat with are all married so all have someone to share in the daily, weekly, monthly and pop goes the weasel chores. Me all I got is me to rely on. If I don't polish my work boots they don't get done. If I leave dishes in the sink they sit there and I hate dishes in the sink -ask my late husband! LOL The laundry, the bills, the house cleaning etc. Thank goodness I have no small children to raise. I have no idea what I would do I really do not. So to the mothers who have lost their husbands I take my hat off to you and will offer a special prayer for you. Your load is much more than even mine I know.
So how am I coping in a nutshell. JUST FINE - I laugh a lot and that helps. I go to a fitness center with a neighbor. We are each other's encourager to get and stay fit (yeah right! LOL). Well at least we go. I listen to the music, think I can sing so I do and check out these forums.
Have a great day and if this seems blue don't take it that way just my thoughts on the first 20 months.

Let us pray for each other.