I sincerely hope my sharing is welcome...
I lost my wife in 2018. My life was completely turned upside down for quite some time. For me, after nearly 40 years of marriage, it took a good couple years to see some light. There are still times I get all teary eyed, and whatnot, but I do believe, and know in my heart, that's to be expected. We never truly get over our losses. For me, time and distance brought a much wider perspective, one I am very thankful for.
This from the book "It's Ok That You're Not Ok" a book about grief by Megan Devine...
"No matter what anyone says, this sucks. What has happened cannot be made right. What is lost cannot be restored. There is no beauty here, inside this central fact."
"Grief is part of love. What you are living, painful as it is, is love. And love is really hard. Excruciating at times."
It's taken me time... but I've come to see the loss of my wife as another side of the very same Love we had, and in my belief, still do have. I don't think Love is ever lost. How can it be?
