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The Best Part of My Day

It could be mornings, afternoons or evenings, but the best part of my day is by far talking to someone. If my sister calls or texts me, I get back to her right away. I spent two hours the other night chatting with Steve’s sister. I call her religiously every Tuesday to stay in touch,…

I Don’t Know What to Say…

And when I do say something, to anyone, I may not get an immediate response. I’ve come to find out, that while I still live and do things now that I call a “life,” it’s mostly because I’m lonely. I just do stuff… stuff to keep me busy… occupied… and to me, I’m proud of…

Every Day

On May 1, 2022, I grieved for the one year mark since Steve has passed. It wasn’t easy. It wasn’t an easy year. And I’m sure it might never be easy. But it’s true that you learn to live around your grief, you hide it most of the time. No one understands it but you. And…