Last night, Cess & I stopped at the market where Jasper had been found. I bought a Mikes Hard Lemonade and a Hershey bar. They were favorites and one of the few things he would ask for.
We shared some of the drink and a few squares of chocolate.
We left the rest for him.
I can’t believe it’s already been a year since he passed.
Usually, when someone close to me passes, I actively don’t look at the calendar. I want to remember them, but I don’t want to focus on their passing. That’s been my thinking, at least.
But, for the past few weeks, even though I wasn’t trying to think about the upcoming date, it still popped into my mind.
I didn’t take the day off work, because I was afraid I’d mope around all day and feel sad.
I was holding up Ok, until I put the can down at his final resting place. I miss him so much and it’s still a huge hole in my life.
