True love really never dies.

I’ll try and keep this short. My wife moved into my neighborhood when we were 9. Instant friends we became. We started dating when we were 14. Got married at age 20. We had 3 beautiful children together. She passed from cancer in 2013. Our children were 26, 22 and 13. They’re now 38, 34 and 25.
We were married for 28 glorious years and she was the love of my life. Everyone loved her. Close to 1500 people came to her life celebration!
In hospice 2 days before she passed, she told the kids that she wants me to be happy again some day and not to begrudge me for finding someone to share my life with. We were both 48 when she passed.
I’m now 60. Two years after she passed, I started dating. I didn’t even know how but I figured it out. I met this amazing woman and I feel that my wife sent her to me. She had been divorced for almost 5 years. We fell for each other from the very start and fell in love. We married in 2020 and life is grand. She has two children of her own and her oldest is married and has 5 children. I’ve been in their lives since the beginning so I’m vicariously a Grandpop but they treat me like blood.
Yes, I’m in love. This woman of mine that I’m married to is something special. I’m blessed to have her in my life and our families are blended. But with that being said, here we are 12 years after my first wife passed and I literally miss her everyday. I cry for her several times a week. I dream about her. Now, I’m not depressed or anything, I just miss her.
My current wife is very understanding and knows how special my first marriage was. Of course I don’t share with her the feelings I go through regarding my deceased wife. Even though she’s understanding, I wouldn’t wasn’t to hurt her in any way.
I’m not looking for any advice, I’m actually fine with life in general. This is the first time I’ve ever expressed myself about it to anyone, let alone on a public forum.
Thanks for listening😊