Lyn, I had been muttering 'please not that!' the last few days. But you will survive and you will be happy again. In the meantime, around of whatever's your poison and another of rachy's. And big drunken hugs all round too. After which we can go find the baseball bats to mob up, yes?
Seriously, though, don't forget the good times when the rawness of this loss is laid to rest. Remember that feeling and know that you will have that and MORE when the right person crosses your path finally. Till then, game face on! And twirl!
Much love, Lyn! (Rachy, too, strong as you are)