I try not to think of the reality of our situation because it's cripplingly. Everyone says time heals but I think it's just a case of as time goes on we get more used to having to live without them. We won't get over it or accept it, how can when we loved them so much, we'll just learn live with it because we have no choice. Maybe we'll get used to the pain and that will become our new normal. My husband will have been gone 6 months on Sunday. I cry more now than ever, a deep sad crying of missing him rather than a panicked missing him. I do get panicked sometimes but not as often as I did at first. I assume that's what time has done. I get told I'm doing well or I'm brave, both ridiculous things to say because I'm neither, it's not a choice, if it was I'd run a mile from it! I will never love anyone like I love him but in time (and a long time at that) I hope I will be able to love again, and be loved but who knows. It's unthinkable at the moment but I do know having found it with my husband that love is the meaning of life. Hang in there, 3 months is still a very short time. As jcass says, do things your way, it's your grief and do whatever helps you get through day to day.