Friday night

Sitting listening to music on my ipod. all of it is not sad, a lot of it is what I call memory music.
Songs that bring Bryon back to me, makes me feel that he is here, around me, holding me.There is still this disconnect with me, I feel that half of me is gone. I have "good" days and I don't feel guilty about them for they keep me sane. Trouble is that something brings me back to my reality. Today I had to go to the bank to sign some papers to have Bryons name taken off the account. I tired to question why this had to be done, it is not as if he is going to be writing any cheques. The teller nicely told me that when a person was deceased the bank act states that the name has to be taken off the account  Guess that means that I can't use his bank card anymore.. Stupid bank act!!!!!! I still have cheques with both of our names on it, hummmm, wonder if it is illegal to use them? I really don't care! I am muddling my way through each day, slowly finding my way. Don' t want to be around anyone very much, not that we ever had the need to have an excess of people around us. As long as we had each other we were happy.