I cry-- even when I type the words.
In my head, I know that it is better that he is gone. He fought valiantly. There was no way for him to win. We could not fix it. In my heart, I still feel like I failed.
I guess that it is good that I am busy. The distractions and obligations can keep me on "auto pilot" while I comprehend this.
This blog is one of the balls that I have dropped. This is on purpose...
It is very hard to get honest with myself and write. The sadness is too painful to touch.
I know that we go on. I will see him again in heaven.
I am just pissed off at this loss in my life.
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