Most of the widows I know understand that grief is forever. Maybe the overwhelming days are further apart, but we still experience them. Kind of like a hole in the wall ... eventually you spackle, smooth and paint ... but you can still see and feel what had happened there. And remember. You always remember.
I saw this on a Facebook page and it really just sums it all up. For me. Today. It never goes away. I don't know how the spouse feels when they marry someone who lost a spouse. Knowing their new spouse will always love another person. Nothing they can do about it. Nothing to be jealous of. But "it" will always be there.
Not sure I could ever love anyone else because I know how much I will always love Mr. Ralph. At this point in my life, I couldn't love anyone who lost their love ... something would just be missing.