I'm new here, so hoping I am doing this right. I lost my dear husband to cancer on April 29, this year. He was 55, and I am 45. We were married for 9 years, but it seems like much longer, because we did everything together. We even carpooled and worked together in the same office for 8 years. We are true soulmates. I do and always will consider myself still married, he is just in another country, Heaven. There are some days that I really do not feel like I will survive this widowhood thing. It's been three months, and I find myself crying at least 20 times a day, maybe more. I joined a group called GriefShare, and I also started attending widows group at my church, both very helpful. I feel very alone, as people don't call any more. We did not have many friends, as we didn't really need a lot, since we had each other. However, the friends we did have seem to have disappeared from my life and are no longer comfortable with me, so I find myself needing to make a new set of friends. I miss my husband horribly. I am looking for a job, as I quit my job last year when we learned he had stage 4 cancer. I feel like I am in a rowboat, stranded in the middle of the ocean, drifting around with no oars....... where do I belong, what will I do? The only thing keeping me going is prayer, and prayer, and more prayer.