It has been five weeks since my wife Mary of 47 years died. When I wake up I feel lost, like I don’t know where to go or what to do. I wonder around in the house looking for something but I don’t know what. I used to work in my little woodshop every day and now I can’t stand to be out there. I’ve gone back to work but it’s really hard, can’t concentrate. I look for 5 o’clock to arrive so I can head home. When I get home I don’t know what I’m expecting but it’s not here. I just start crying and can’t wait till bedtime. When I do go to sleep it’s only for a couple of hours. And there comes that feeling, I’m just lost.