I have learned to think of doing new things or things we used to do together as doing them for him or even with him I,m always aware of his absence but at the same time taking him with me and striving to living my life as a tribute too him.
.I imagined a situation in which we met in another life or whatever, and had a conversation in which I said I spent the rest of my life sitting around weeping and all our friends just got on with their lives and left me too it, or a conversation in which I told him the dolphins still come to the bay,gorge zipping is terrifying but a rainbow in the waterfall made it worth it,or I learned how to use a drill and maintain a vehicle,and that I met new interesting people he would like.It seemed to me that the second option would be a much better and longer conversation,that he would want me to have something interesting to say and because he fell in love with the adventurer and the optamistic idiot,that is me,rather than someone who is ayways sad,or angry.
But it took a long time to find that person again certainly more than 2 years,and even now she isn't always here and I have to keep dragging her back out.