I've had to say that my husband is dead way too much today. Too much death, sadness.
Yes, it "still" hurts to have to say it out loud. Strangers or friends.
It hurts to remember his smell, then remember he is gone.
Sad anniversary for me. The last time he was able to be romantic. To have that part of himself.
The last time he kissed me, not the other way.
I miss you.
My last real kiss.