Week Four Tuesday, August 27 I stayed at home all day. I was completely and totally exhausted from working late the day before, and was…
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Week Three Tuesday the 20th was the two-week anniversary of Alice’s death. Every day that passed was another day since the last day I held her,…
Now, the part I have not really wanted to write about… Countless people have asked me “What was the worst thing someone said to you?”…
Monday is really the last day that I have any sort of cohesive memory of a day as a whole, so the events of this…
I was living my life one Thursday, when I received this email message: Wednesday August 7th, Subject: I’m Sorry This is Michael also known…
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I woke up Monday feeling fairly well rested. I am willing to bet I cried. In those early days, I recall bursting into tears upon…
I slept Saturday night, but I don’t recall how long. It was in the normal range. I was relieved. It seemed like I had moved…
Saturday: The Memorial Service I woke up early on Saturday. I had managed about seven hours of sleep, and without medication. I never took a…
The Visitation: Friday I want to start by saying that nothing I write here, no decisions made on my part, are in any way a…