Is my Denial finally decreasing?

Well, it's been just over 8 months since Miss Ashlie passed.  I think I have finally stopped "shoving down" my denial of her death.  The true reality is sinking in.  As embarassing as it is, I can no longer, albeit unknowingly, pretend that she "never existed..." or that "it's all okay."  I am allowing myself to grieve... to feel.  Yesterday was my in-laws 50th wedding anniversary, what a wonderful milestone to achieve.  My mother-in-law had designed a beautiful slide show showcasing their lives over the past 50 years.  Inadvertently, she chose a song for some of the pictures that we had chosen to play at Ashlie's funeral services.  Man oh man... that hit me hard.  I probably cried one of the hardest cries that I have cried since she passed away.  In an odd way, it felt good.  Felt good to not "stuff down" my feelings, not that I could have stopped them this time.  Believe me I did try, just couldn't do it that day, that time.  Those rough periods like that take a lot out of me.  I'm exhausted today.  But able to enjoy my memories of her.  We also went to her gravesite as we were in the town where she was buried.  I do wish we could have buried her closer to us, but you do what you have to do in those circumstances.  Thank you God for my strength.  Thank you even more for bringing Ashlie into my life.
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