Sunday

I transfered Bryons truck to Charles on Friday. It is really hard to see someone else driving it. When I pass it on the street my mind keeps thinking that it will be Bryon driving it. I am getting more used to the quiet, the emptyness of the house, mind you the girls are seeing to it that I am kept busy. Have been planning Bryons funeral back east for early June. I am driving him home. This is a trip we should be making together. I remember other trips, we could drive for miles in silence then something would catch both our eyes and we would make almost the same comment. We could be together 24/7 and we loved it. The silence was comforting just because he was beside me. We loved to critic commercials. The other day there was an especially good one on and I turned and started to tell him about it...Abby gave me a weird look. At least I have the girls, I don't sound so stupid when I talk outloud. The moon is coming up later and later. Another sign that spring is around the cornor. I miss Bryon so much.