I woke and felt...exhausted. It was as though I was hung over. Except I only had one glass of wine yesterday.
However I did have a junk load of sugar yesterday. So I guess.
I stumbled downstairs to toast and a full cup of coffee, compliments of Brad.
Kris, you will be a part of all my mornings.
I played all the songs today from your funeral. And I cried. A lot.
I miss you so much. I keep wanting to text you. But you're not there. You'll never be there again.
I need to trust that you are now everywhere. That you are even closer than you were. That if I want to go for a walk and talk out loud, I won't be a crazy person because I will be talking to you.
I will try really hard to be strong, Kris.
I love you 💚