What would I have done without my family? Two of my sisters stood at my husband’s death bed with me and literally held me up at both sides.  They stayed with me for weeks afterwards, never letting me stay a night alone in the house.  My adult children rallied around and we were wobbly like a wheel without a spoke.  We were shaken to the core without 5 of us together.  My family, immediate and extended is a part of my life on a daily basis.  They are the people I call when I need to hear love, they are the people I call when I need to be distracted.  And they are the people I know miss my husband almost as much as me.