Tomorrow it will be ten weeks since my beloved Tall passed away. I wish I could tell you how I felt last week, last month, the day after he died, but I truly can't remember how bad I was. One of the reasons I am starting this blog is to give me a way of recording my progression through the grief. To hopefully see myself climbing out of the abyss I have fallen, no pushed, into.
Today I feel sad. I have a cold and no Tall to give me tea and sympathy. I dreamt about us last night, a simple walking together arm in arm, talking about life dream. Waking up to find myself alone was devastating. You always hope to find that the last couple of months were the dream and when it isn't so, your heart breaks all over again.
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