it's been 5mths since my husband passed and I just now got up the courage to sleep in our bed again. I bought a new pillow and put his shirt on it like a pillowcase. I Snuggle with it. His scent is still present on our bed. It's sad yet comforting. I don't ever want to lose it. My anxiety still tells me not to do it, so I have to medicate myself before laying down or I'll have a panic attack. I miss him so much. Life just hasn't been the same.