I've been typing out your funeral rites today. I'm doing surprisingly well, no tears over that, yet, I did start crying over something completely unrelated to you or the funeral & it was hours before I started it. I don't know. Sometimes the grief just hits me & there's no preparation for it.
Some days I just don't have a lot to say, I guess today might be one of them. I'm working towards letting you go, of making it formal or official. Maybe it will give me some peace. Maybe it won't, but it needs to be done.