Friday night

Another Friday night, the end of the work week. When Bryon was with me I would wait up for him and together we would sit and chill. Tonight I am sitting in the dark with a candle burning, music cranked and me singing along.....off tune of course but my girls don't seem to care. Instead of holding my husbands hand I scratch the "girls" heads. Once again they don't care that they are a substitute for Bryon they just want more. Music evokes such feelings, sadness,joy, what memories it can bring out. On one level I am content on another I want to rant at the unfairness that death has brought upon me! So I think I will go and turn the music up louder and maybe, just maybe I will dance.
Love you Bryon
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