After two weeks of being looked after by family and my husbands funeral on Friday I have arrived home today. I know it's early days but I feel so so alone. Everywhere I look there are reminders which are both comforting and painful. My husband had multiple myeloma since 2005, he fought so bravely but the last two years got the better of him. It's only three weeks ago tomorrow I was told it would be weeks rather than months. I was still in denial as he had fought this battle so many times, but he is no longer with me it's still not real.