Friday night

Sitting here in the dark listening to music. Why do I do this? Probably because it is one of the few times during the day that I can sit and cry.Lately I have been going back to some of our old haunts....trying to reconnect? The silence in the house now is so different from the silence that Bryon and I shared. We could sit, immersed in our own thoughts, silent but I could feel him there. We would glance at each other, the silence is so different. I still expect to hear his key turn in the door, "honey I'm home" No more, not ever again. We are going to be great grandparents, how bittersweet. I have started to mend bridges with our daughter, he was right, it is the thing to do. In a little over 6 weeks Bryon and I will embark on our last trip together, I am taking him home. God how I miss you Bry, you should be here, I should not be blogging about missing you, I should be blogging about how well you are, that you are in remisssion, cancer free. I guess you are.

Wait for me behind the moon....please.