Oh man, I stupidly thought i was ready for the 1 year mark. Crash and burn time to be honest. I keep having stupid little things trip me up, hearing a song she loved or grabbing something at the grocery store that I would buy for her (i didn't like at all). The things that help me the most are 4 of my (16) grands i see regularly and they are such a joy. I will bake with them when they are over since my wife used to do it with them. My 7 year old grand daughter asks me to go to the grave and her brothers all join in as well. They will say that they miss Nanna and so we talk about things we did or that she said.I said I was fine for 5 years, and I meant it! I wasn't, but I thought comparatively I was making it OK. I had a comeuppance on the first anniversary of her death (near Christmas) but powered on through. Each year I could look back and realize, "Hey, I wasn't quite OK, but I'm better now." By the end of the 4th year I was reoriented to being a single rather than a couple with half of me missing. I'm sure the timing is different for all of us, and that we share some measure of hopeful self-delusion about where we are.
Lucky to have good IRL friends, including a dear friend whose wife died 2 months before mine. Did some self-care and "journaled" every day. 7 years out now, and I still journal a lot, if not every day. Had one early romance that went from year 1 to 4. That helped, but I'm glad she realized my overreaction to a new relationship. Maybe I'll stay single--comfortable with that now. Maybe I'll find someone who's a match and cohabitate. Can't quite summon the imagination to think I'll feel like a couple again very quickly.
One thing that i am not sure is normal from talking to my family is that i can talk about her and be happy about it. My Mom and sister both lost there husbands recently (3 & 4 years ago) and they both can't talk about them without breaking down. I love talking about Jo, i always have. She truly was my other half, she completed me and made me whole.