Building a new relationship after my wife's death.

I just have time for a quick note this morning. I had another strange flashback this week. Tuesday evening when I got home from work, after an especially busy day, as I was walking into the house from the garage I just expected to see Jo in the kitchen! I was thinking of telling her that I was stressed and then (I thought) she will lead the discussions to other topics. Helping to take my mind off of the day.
Of course the illusion didn’t last long and I was soon thinking about it how odd it was. This time it didn’t leave in a blue funk and I was able to move on fairly quickly. So I seem to getting better.