I had the realization yesterday that I've never had to grieve for the partial loss of a life, including my own. I'm not new to grief, having lost three close family members (including both of my parents). It is three months post stroke, and I have found myself continuing to want Rob back the way he was before his stroke. As a person who normally only looks back to learn lessons, and refuses to dwell on the unpleasant past, I'm realizing it would be much more productive to look forward, and embrace what we have.