@ Earth Wind and Fire — 21 years of life with my wife were spent in a paradise of bliss. She made my life wonderful in every way. I had nothing to worry about and lots of fun and companionship to look forward to each day.
Now all that is gone, never to return in this life. My wife died 15 months ago. I hate being a widower. My wife was everything I needed. My whole world revolved around her. Without my sweet, spiritually deep wife, my life is an empty loveless nightmare. I have no joy, no purpose, no one to talk to, no one to be with, nothing to do, no reason to be alive.
But God keeps me alive, as He is also keeping you alive.
Life seems so miserable now, but many people have much worse lives. I briefly looked at a few videos on YouTube of individuals who were severely crippled or damaged. Could not bear to watch the entire videos, but what I saw made me pray for them and feel somewhat better about my own plight.
All I can say, and it may not provide any comfort, is that we must appreciate our blessings that remain (home, health, car, furniture, food, books, bank account, etc.) and try to find something to do, while being grateful for the time we had with our beloved wives.
I can focus on my loss and drown in the quicksand of self-pity. Or I can experience the grieving, while also being increasingly thankful for 21 years of marital bliss. I remind myself that many men never get married, or never have a wife as full of goodness as mine. If I ever wonder if God loves me, I can think about how He blessed me with her. A woman I did not deserve. A woman I will be re-united with some day.
Thanks for that John Piper / Desiring God link. It is good to know that great saints of God grew frustrated and weary with being alive.