Days like this are what I miss most. We don’t do this anymore, and it’s because of me. Most things we stopped doing are because of me and I’m not sure why. I don’t have a particular reason, I’m sure there is one, or many, lurking in my subconscious. I wish I had someone to tell me everything I am going through is normal. But what is normal? Losing him is not. After 2 years I still don’t know what is.
I love you forever, Bud.
