I miss them so much. It’s strange, really. Some days I wake up, and it doesn’t feel so terrible. But somehow those days are worse than the ones that start out really bad. Because on those days, I’m just going along, doing my thing, and then something will trigger a memory out of the blue, and I’ll be unprepared for it. I’ll feel crushed all over again. It’s how I feel now, like I’ve been run over by grief yet again.
