My wife of 52 years just died. My grief is so overwhelming, I can barely cope.

My wife of 52 years just died. My grief is so overwhelming, I can barely cope. 
HuffPost; by Ronald Paxton; 8/11/25 
... March 1, 2022, was the day our lives changed forever. ...  My spouse, my wife of 52 years, my high school sweetheart was going to die, and there was nothing I or anyone else could do about it. ... The house is quiet now. I’m trying to move forward, but it’s hard. I thought we would grow old together. We did, but not nearly old enough. Diane’s death has taught me that no matter how much we love someone, we all have our own lives to live. The best way for me to honor the life Diane and I had together is to live the rest of my life the best way I know how. It’s late. I should try to sleep, but I think I’ll turn on the television. I need something to cover the sound of crying.