As the days are rolling by, every holiday, every family gathering, everything I did as part of a couple bring me to remembrance of my late husband. But I am reminded each time that although I feel that small stab of pain, it has lessened. It's not as raw as it was in the beginning and I am finding that when I feel that it reminds me that I am still alive. With each pain, each memory, I am growing as a person. I have an inner strength I never knew I possessed until losing my husband. Do