Morning T,
I know you don’t want to hear this but honestly the weekend extremes are killers.
I had great evenings with Tara and Scott for Halloween and then dinner with Ron and Leora.
On Saturday I filled the house with aromas of ribs. On Sunday I filled my apartment with aromas of barbecue chicken and veggies.
I sat on our comfy chairs and took in the magic of slow cooking filling in the silence with music and movies and Shadow of the Wind on my Kindle.
But it just wasn’t enough to forget that you were not here with me to share all of it.
I miss this. I can’t move beyond.
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I hear you, my heart hurts for you.
Hugs to you, Bonnie for keeping Tuvia close beside you as you navigate these new days. It’s a treasure that you have those memories.
This one was hard to make public when facing the abyss
Maybe sometimes it’s good enough to tell that’s been a tougher day than usual? Each of us is different, I know. I admire you for getting the words out, & hope that “most” times it helps.
It always helps 👍🏻
My hope for you is that you find comfort in knowing there are many of us that care ❤
Yes, Lisa it helps me so much to know you are out there for me 🙂