Yesterday I was looking for a missing file on our desktop computer. I found a note Katie had typed for Joe to send with some pictures she had chosen from when they were little. "I miss you and I know you miss me."
All these exquisite sharp silvery bits. It's like being sliced by beautiful ice slivers.
Today issues with Libby because she's so furiously sad here. I'm furiously sad here, too. I fell asleep last night thinking of how we could move. But I know that I'll be furiously sad anywhere. And the memories hurt here, but they're some of the best memories I have. How could I leave? How can I not?
I put Compassionate Friends meetings on my calendar. Crying as I look at September and October.
I am grieving all over again.
I don't think I will ever blog without crying.
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