Tears flow readily. Pajamas still adorn my body. No shower or bath calls my name. But I do hear the call of comfort food... namely peanut butter and banana sandwich with a cold glass of milk. (Natural peanut butter with no added sugar.)
I have faith in God. I know that even--and perhaps especially--in adversity, good came come from the pain. But right now I wallow in sorrow and grief.
I took a little time to check in on some of the blogs I follow. It helped me to feel like life continues somewhere. I even got a few chuckles... which lifted my spirits immensely.
But the pain returns. Gone less than 24 hours, yet oh how I miss him already!