After Christmas

 Christmas was hard.

Boxing Day, the actual anniversary, went by without much pain.

After I did altar guild clean up on Monday, Christmas Day, I took Winston out to the cemetery where I sat on Will's grave and wept for almost a half hour.  Later that day I went to visit friend Stacey where we drank some of my leftover Advent Calendar whiskey and she gave me some good advice. Then I went back home.

I texted my sister and her kids in the evening saying Merry Christmas. That was challenging since I didn't feel very merry.

Will before I was born

Yesterday I watched more TV, hung out with Winston, did grocery shopping. But in the morning I was able to host the Tuesday Group and it was so good being with that group of people. They have been of huge support to me, especially since I lost EFM.

It's time to start rebuilding my resilience in this new world of being alone.