You were here and then you were gone.
(8-8-43 to 8-13-10)
And in between there were many many delicious milkshakes, each of which you declared the best milkshake you had ever had.
I had told myself I would be happy a year after he was gone,
but then I realized the nonsense of that, and what I had really planned on doing was just giving it a year for the dust and tears and ashes to settle, and then I would make a new plan. Establish some new goals. Get on to the next phase. Go on to the next life. There is still life in me. Hooray!
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