One Month...

12:33AM -- Sunday marked one month since I lost the only man that ranked right up there with my two sons in love. I didn't even love their dad as much as I loved the boys. I know...sad, but true. However, Larry shared that spot...that devotion and love. I went to my sister's house again this past Saturday. We met up with my mom and other sister at the Charlottesville Moose. (They really are trying to keep me from isolating myself.) Mom and I always ride by the cemetery on Sunday mornings on our way back to our homes in opposite directions. I did okay, but about half way home, I lost it. Too much time to think while driving, I suppose. A friend called and wanted me to come over to her house and spend some time watching a game with other friends she had invited over. I didn't go. I ended up sleeping most of the day and was in bed for the night by 7:00pm.

The boys have now moved upstairs, and I have turned our computer room into my bedroom. The computers are still in there, but I now have a single bed. The house is still out of order because I get distracted and end up crying. I generally just go to bed. It's hard to change things, when all I really want to do is turn the clock back by at least 6 years. I know I can't. I know I'll never see him come home through the front door again, but God, I wish I could just once more.

I've got packets to mail out to all the kids, Lyle, Alyce, and Lyn...I just need to get to the post office. It's late, so I guess I'll close here. I hope all of you are doing well. Please keep in touch. Love, hugs, and kisses to everyone!