You know what is really hard? The fact that I see a lot of Josh in the kids. I’m happy I’ll still see a part of him but it reminds me of how much fun he used to be and why I loved him so much. It also reminds me that I’ll never see him again. That’s the hard part. I thought we were supposed to grow old together. But that will never happen now. He will forever be 39.
I can’t properly describe the pain of being separated from him. It hurts he is dead which is so hard to say. I even forget and refer to him in present tense. I catch myself and I am instantly sad. I’ve been crying a lot more lately. The idea of the finality of this is setting in. Oh God, it really does suck.
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