Snippets of Grief

 Almost all I have done for the past few days has been sleep. I don't know if it's mental or physical or both, but today... today was different. Today we visited your girl in her new home, and I know you were there too. I don't understand why I almost never feel you, but maybe it's because I feel you in laughter, and deeper joy, and there's been so little of that. Whatever it is. You were there today and Summer was herself, and it was a precious day. Thank you for giving me what I needed to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

 It's been a full calendar month since you left. And that's still how I think of it, so much -- "left", like you took a walk and you'll be back any day now. I don't know how, but life goes on going on. Summer had her first visit at her new home yesterday. Did you see how frightened she was? That, if nothing else, would have made you want to be here again, I know it would have. She still needs you. So do I.