Librería Samer Atenea
Kálamo Books
Librería Elías (Asturias)
Librería Kolima (Madrid)
Librería Proteo (Málaga)
Still Here: A Gentle Companion for the First Year After Losing Your SpouseThere is a before and an after now, and no one warned you how strange the after would feel.Still Here is not a manual for fixing grief, because grief is not a malfunction to be fixed. It is a quiet, honest companion for the first year of widowhood - written for the nights the house feels too silent, the mornings that ask more of you than you have to give, and the ordinary Tuesdays that suddenly, inexplicably, undo you.Inside, you’ll find short readings meant to be opened a little at a time, on the days you have room for them - never a checklist to complete, never a timeline to keep. Chapters move gently through the real terrain of early loss: the fog of those first disorienting weeks, the strange practicality of paperwork alongside heartbreak, the sleepless nights and the empty side of the bed, the dread that builds before an anniversary or a holiday, and the small, uneven ways that hope and daily life slowly find their way back in.You’ll also find a gentle, non-clinical companion section for the logistics that early grief demands - notifying the people who need to know, sorting through documents and belongings at your own pace, returning to work and routine - offered without pressure or deadlines, because nothing here needs to happen on anyone’s schedule but yours.Throughout, this book returns to a single, steady message: your grief belongs to you. No one else gets a vote in how it should look, how long it should last, or what healing is supposed to mean. Whether you are newly widowed and barely able to get through a day, or further along and still finding your footing, these pages are meant to sit quietly beside you - not to instruct, but to keep you company.This is a book for the widow or widower who has been told, in a dozen small ways, to be further along than they are. It offers no promises about timelines and no claims about what your grief should feel like. What it offers instead is permission: to feel however you feel, to move at whatever pace is truly yours, and to still be here, imperfectly, one day into the next.
