I'm sorry to hear about your pain and your suffering, loreta. I can't imagine what it would be like to experience the death of your friend, your husband, your life-partner. My heart goes out to you, truly.
I will recommend a book that helped me with my grief. It is called
The Smell of Rain on Dust: Grief and Praise by Martin Prechtel. The man himself had an out-of-this-world life, undergoing a traditional shamanic training in Guatemala before the CIA sent in the death squads. What he presents in his book are stories and myth and the emotional lessons from his many colourful life experiences, with the focus being entirely on a deep-running understanding of grief.
The book most likely will not get rid of the grief. For Prechtel, and others like him, grief is one of the Faces of God, or a sort of angel, a messenger, and a sort of holy guest - though definitely one of the most difficult guests to host in your house. It's difficult to orient properly with everything seems to have ended. Having gone through my own ending, or a sort of death-in-life, I think what's required of us in times of desperation and insanity, particularly intensities brought about by shock trauma, is to look for the lessons at hand. One of the main ones for me, in the times of my recent and crippling grief, was to ask myself how to become a worthy host of this Face of God who had descended on my house and destroyed what I had recently considered to be my life. The difficulty for me was to allow and feel all the feelings, but also find ways to process the feelings effectively, and to keep moving one agonizing step at a time towards that 'best possible future'. Not an easy balancing act, to be sure.
Another book that helped me out -
On Grief and Grieving by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross & David Kessler. Like the other book, this one most likely will not get rid of the grief, either. What it did for me was provide a kind of map to the startling new territory I was suddenly lost in. I began to get a sense of where I was, some familiar landmarks, familiar thoughts, reactions, and responses. And the overall sense I got was 'Things are not good right now, and nothing will ever be the same, but you are going to be okay.'
The feeling of being hopelessly lost eased a bit when I read the wise words of those who've walked this difficult path before. It was a powerful testament to the phrase 'Knowledge Protects'. To that end, I will keep you in my prayers, for protection, for healing, for understanding, for grace - and that although thing are not good right now, and nothing will ever be the same, that you are going to be okay.
Hugs of love and light to you!