I’m so sorry. Take care.
My deepest condolences.
Oh, Silenus, I’m so sorry.
I’m so sorry for your loss, silenus.
Oh God, I’m so sorry. Her fight is over and she is at rest. See to yourself and your loved ones and please accept my sincere condolences.
My absolutely inadequate condolences, silenus.
That’s heavy man, I’m sorry for your loss.
I wish you and your family peace. 
Don’t let anyone tell you how you should grieve. You do whatever you need to do.
silenus: I still have no words. You’re in my thoughts, and I wish you peace.
My deepest condolences and my wishes for peace for yourself and your family, silenus.
I’m so, so sorry.
I’m sorry, Man. You’ve always been one of my favorites. I’ll have a little home-brew for the both of you. Please take care of yourself.
I hope you can find some comfort in the love of your family, friends, and cats. And the love that you and your wife made between you still exists in the world, even though one of you has left it.
And yes: grieve any way you need to.
I wish you peace silenus.
So sorry to hear of your loss silenus. It’s a horrible thing to have to go through.
I’m so sorry.
So sorry,silenus
No words I know can ever help, but in the absence of ones that do, let me just say that I am truly sorry for your loss. Joy seems so transitory, and pain so deep and lasting.
Went on a trip to Grand Canyon this week. Got rear-ended but no injuries beyond a gimpy ankle – his car rolled but still no injuries but a bump on the head. On the way back home the dog-sitter calls to say the A/C has quit. No replacement possible before Wednesday.
Then I open the Dope for the first time in five days, and it all becomes inconsequential.
Update: The raw panic has subsided. The sheer avalanche of support I’ve gotten from Dopers, Raffers, fellow teachers, former students and random strangers has been almost overwhelming (in a GOOD way!) We managed to get all the semi-valuable or sentimental stuff out of the storage units, so Goodwill will get the rest and I won’t have that to worry about. It’ll be a year before I can park in my garage again, but what are ya gonna do?
Weird dreams last night, combining two of my stressors: Started out not knowing where the class was I signed up to teach, then ended up chasing my wife all over campus, just missing here everywhere. Job stress and feelings of abandonment combined. Oh, joy. Then the cats snuggled close and I relaxed a bit.
Whoever said that I would have every emotion possible, in the most inappropriate way/time possible spoke wisdom. I KNOW I haven’t even remotely come to grips with this, no matter how calm my demeanor during the day.
I know I will see her on the Other Side one day, and that gives me some peace. One day at a time, my boy. One day at a time.