You know we don't stop being lovable as women, when we stop being loved by our man.
He died. We didn't. New love isn't here for me at the moment. I hope it is for you. In the meantime, I want to feel my feelings, and I mean ALL my feelings. Especially my longing for comfort, for touch, for being the most important person to a 'him'. Why wait and pine? I play certain music when I want to feel my sensuality. I sometimes force myself to play it, because before feeling all the wonder of my womanhood, I first feel the pain of my loss. Yet for me, this pain is fleeting. What follows is the most tender embrace!
Never, ever forget how are precious you are. Even if 'he' isn't around to remind you.