It's been about 2 1/2 weeks and there are still times when it doesn't seem real. I'm still expecting him to walk through the door. I wonder how long this goes on? Intellectually, I know that he is gone, but I think my heart doesn't want to believe it. There are still times when I forget it happened.
I've been cataloging my memories. Because I do not want to forget, and I know that there are some things that will fade. I'm already not sure if I remember the sound of his voice. So I'm thankful for the videos I've found.
A blog about my battle with melanoma, other information about health care in the United States, and some random musings about life and working in Northeast PA.
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