Grieving 101

Lately I have been trying really hard not to let this grief get the best of me...as in taking over my life.  My kids are grown, my grandkids are 3000 miles away. I had to move after my Dave died so most of my friends are an hour or more drive from me.  When I lost my home and farm, I lost my income (I lost all of that at the whim of my MIL, which was another layer of pain and grief) so I am essentially broke. I moved to a town where there are no jobs to be had. I am here because I had nowhere else to go. I am 58 years old and the prospects of me ever having another relationship are almost nil as I see it. I was getting pretty down. With all that time on my hands, I have plenty of time to focus on what I wrong with my life and that is what I was doing up until about a month ago. I can't really explain it but I kinda had a "vision" that changed my mind about things and I have been working very hard on remembering only how incredible my life with Dave has been and not on "poor me".  I am starting to feel better by the day and even though I have those meltdowns (still can't listen to the radio other than NPR), as soon as I start to feel one coming on, I think about something wonderful we did and in a few minutes I start to feel better. Shedding those tears has come to represent a shedding of negative emotions for me and replacing them with good ones.