My wife died from cancer in June, 2004 and though I've usually considered myself a fairly well rounded man, I have noticed the tendency to be a complete @$$hole at some of the weirdest times.
Later, I look in the mirror and ask ... wtf's wrong with you?
There's something about grief that, I think, only grievers understand.
There's no rift here.
Inner turmoil.
Sorry for your loss brother Freeper.
God Bless you.
I’m sorry to hear about the loss of your wife. We love you.
I hear you on that one. My 2 year old son died in 1992 from leukemia, and I became distant from people for awhile. 18 years later, I am better, but still distant and less patient about things.