I will try to make this as short as possible. In June, my best friend's brother's wife died. She had been sick for awhile for the last few years and her death was expected. She was only 36. My best friend's brother was someone that I use to date 16 years ago, when I was just 14 years old. We all use to run around together back in the day. There was always something special about this guy and he felt it too b/c when I was 18, he came back into my life but I was engaged at the time. He went on to join the marine core and I got married. Fast forward to present day. When his wife died, my best friend decided to come to Florida (we lived in Indiana) to be with him. She wanted me to come with her and I made some arrangements and came with her for company. ]
Well things happened that were beyond our control. Me and her brother hit if off immediately again. Our eyes met for the first time and we both had the same experience. It was like time was moving in slow motion and we were locked onto each other's eyes. Kinda like a romance movie! I swear, it was so intense. Never in a million years would I have made a move on a man that just lost his wife but he made the move on me. We tried to take things slow due to his situation and I had seperated from my dh just a few months before but that didn't happen. Feelings on both sides are so incredibily strong. I ended up moving from Indiana to Florida to be with him 2 months ago.
Things are going great but I can't get over this feeling like I'm an intruder. I don't know why I feel like this but I do. She had a 9.5 y/o son that my b/f adopted. He's having a hard time dealing with her death (understandable) and they (b/f and his son) talk about her a lot. How much they miss her, when we go to certain places like the beach, they are always making comments like "mom liked this, mom liked that". She loved dolphins so anytime he sees a dolphin, a comment is made and living in Florida, you can imagine how often that is, lol! So anyways, I feel like an intruder in their lives. I know she died, I know she is gone but all the talking about her, just makes me feel less worthy, kinda like I'm just here to keep their minds occupied, you know what I mean? Maybe someone else that has been in this situation can help me with these feelings?