Today was exactly 7 weeks since Daryl passed away. It feels so long ago. Sometimes I can't imagine how I will survive as I go forward. I already hate this "being alone" thing. I have never lived alone. I was married at 18 and moved right from my parent's home to our home together. If I thought our lives were quiet when Daryl was still here, it was nothing compared to the silence I'm now experiencing.
Please be patient with me. I've written some amazing blog pages in my head when I'm not anywhere close to a computer. I just hope I can remember some of it when I'm ready to share it here. :-)