I’m going, this weekend, to spread Tony’s ashes. In a peaceful, beautiful place. the place he wanted to be.
I may a different person, again, when I return.
If you like, if you could, to remember The Man this weekend, have a look through the many posts The Man featured in.
Especially the first one I wrote about him. Great big dork that he was.
Right now, I’m not angry. Right now, my overwhelming emotion is simple.
I miss my best friend. I miss my soul mate. I miss the other half of me.
I pine for the one I love.
I miss my man. He made the world feel like a more wonderful place to be. And I don’t think I’ll ever get over it, missing that.